You don't love me, what's to love anyway?
You don't love me, would love be my saving grace?
You don't love me, aah ah ah
It's still too young, it's a child like dream and it fades away
It's illusion, would love put in my place
Illusion, aah ah ah
The delusional
The delusional
Oh yeah yeah I'm going nowhere
Now I'm going nowhere

You don't love me, what's to love anyway?
You don't love me, would love be my saving grace?
You don't love me, aah ah ah
Now I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah I'm going nowhere
Oh yeah yeah yeah I'm going nowhere
Put my torn red heart
Put my torn red heart

Copyright: Red Brick Music Publishing
Writer(s): Mark Lanegan