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I don't have plans and schemes,
And I don't have hopes and dreams.
I, I, I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.

And I don't have fond desires,
And I don't have happy hours.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.

Happiness and I guess
I never will again.
When you walked out on me,
In walked old misery,
And she's been here since then.

Yeah, we're fucked!

I don't have love to share,
And I don't have one who cares.
I don't have anything,
Since I don't have you.