Nothin’ To Win
Doc Neeson, Rick Brewster, John Brewster
Hanging out in the street till the early day
Love's cold as death or so the shadows say
Sometimes is seems like another put-up game
Of all their secrets ties, lovers don't share thier pain
Young girls who swear they'll never love again
Young man join the army to forget & to pretend
It's hard, so hard, it's so hard to take
Everybody wins a prize, losers on the make
When I needed a friend, I wore my heart on my sleeve
Wrote y'r name in sand, need a lesson to believe
It used to be so easy to forget
Long nights alone with a space cadet
Nothin To Win, nothing to lose
Take what you want, take what you need
Nothin don't matter to me
