Next to Nothing

There’s a bright side to this,

the whole thing takes up less space

A competitive twist now fallin’ asleep’s a race

And you wave every once and awhile

And convince yourself she’s faking that smile

This hairy situation could sure use a trim

He’s next to her, she’s next to him, and you’re next to nothing

And when you pitched your fit,

and you broke every glass

Now you bite your tongue when you wish seems you got what you ask

And you got your room to grow

You say, “Excuse me Ma, could you pass the crow?”

And her starving affection’s left you feeling thin

He’s next to her, she’s next to him, and you’re next to nothing

And you say it’s a temporary setback

and you’re poised for your long awaited comeback

But I’m afraid you’re the only one waiting

There’s a bright side to this,

but it’s blown up in your face

Seems you had some pride ‘fore the blast now you can’t find a trace

You stood fast and you dug in your heels

Now they cut ‘round your boots when they’re mowin’ that field

And you’re a monument to the shit fools get themselves in

He’s next to her, she’s next to him, and you’re next to nothing

And A’s next to B, B’s next to C, see you’re next to nothing

And Do’s next to Re, Re’s next to Mi, and I’m next to nothing

Words and music by D. Bell