Nothing Is on my mind The dream that I had Washed away in the tide Calling to me Like ships in the night The big empty room With vertical blinds I'm tired of love And I'm burned out on God On my way down Let it be just for fun I lit a match And let go first The clutch went bad And spun on forever The summer in my hair And God in the sheets I'm not a man If you're not a queen But I'm tired of love And I'm burned out on God On my way down Let it be just for fun There's no time to waste feeling bad about it Everyone that you are I've been Or maybe not Strange is the charm And cellophane heart So tired of love And burned out on God On my way down Let it be just for fun