“Nothing To Say” is what almost every one of my songs starts out as in that somewhere near the beginning i’m lamenting my lack of words or feelings or actions or love or something else like that. My songwriting has never really been about having something so much as it’s been about having a lack of something, and “Nothing to Say” is the pinnacle of that … throwing up angry red flares at a nonexistant relationship just because i have nothing to say to it except for that i want to lash out but don’t have the right words.
I’ve got nothing to say – did you think it’d go any other way? I’ve been holding it all in – asphyxiate and now i’ve gone astray. Somewhere in my mind i knew all the words i had meant for you; I was trying to be kind, but now i just want to hurt you. I’ve got nowhere to run and it’s no fun – and you know i am hiding something where it won’t be found, deep under ground – under these sounds. Hiding under these sounds surround me all around my body i can’t see past your light, your skin, this day, this dimness – i am surrounded. I am out of my age: staring into the sun – i remember being young. It’s so far in my mind – it’s not the same after you’ve spent some time out in the life; it won’t apologize for the scars it leaves on you and me on me, but yours are more obscure. And looks decieve. sounds surround me all around my body i can’t see past your light, your skin, this day, this dimness – i am surrounded. I am bitter. Just ask me how i taste: like the salt over your shoulder. This is no kindof way for me to be, don’t you see? You and me… i’ve got things to lay out on the table. This is no kinda way to be, and i can’t say how i’d see things eye to eye. Maybe i can escape some kind of way, but i haven’t found a thing to say. I’ve got nothing to say.