Zero was a hotshot a dozen years ago,
So opinionated, he'd give 'em all a show,
Heart attached to his sleeve by silver-plated cords,
Million-dollar moonbeams and billion-dollar words.

Lately there's been nothing to say,
Seems like there's nothing to say,
Why is there nothing to say'

No one paid attention to what he had to say,
Doubt and apprehension; his loss was no one's gain,
So he set his sights on money; all that mattered was the green,
'Til all of the excitement had turned to apathy.

Lately there's been nothing to say,
Seems like there's nothing to say,
Why is there nothing to say'

Caught a glimpse of Heaven, like needles in the eye,
More than undeserving, it begs the question "why'"
Heart attached to his sleeve by silver-plated cords,
Million-dollar moonbeams and billion-dollar words.

Lately there's been nothing to say,
Seems like there's nothing to say,
Why is there nothing to say'
Nothing to say,
Nothing to say,
Nothing to say.

Nothing to say, nothing to say,
Nothing to say, nothing to say,
Nothing to say, nothing to say,
Nothing to say, nothing to say.