We won't say a word — unless we write it all down
But I don't want nothing, but to have you around
Words, they get lost between me and the sound
That's why I don't need nothing, but to have you around
Oh, I wait for a ghost — an empty chair
If they raise me up, or they cut me down
Hey I don’t care nothing, but to have you around
And I don't even mind if I'm a friend or your clown—
Cause I don't want nothing, but to have you around
You cut the cloth of the skin where I’m bound
That’s why I don’t want nothing, but to have you around