When I was a little boy I used to wonder

Just how old you'd have to be to feel good

Now I've seen a thousand girls but I still wonder

Cause they just don't make sense to me God knows

I've tried I've tried to be the unpredictable one

I've tried to be the friend that they could rely on

I've still got none Got nothing at all

And so I fall into the open Just singing out your name

And when I'm done, crashed and maimed

I hope that's where you'll find me

Got none Robert Post