I've loved you much too long and far too well.
I guess that's how you know when something dies.
We're still going through the motions,
And a stranger couldn't tell.
It's just The Look Of Nothing in your eyes.
I see what you go through trying not to hurt me:
Synthetic smiles and silent lies.
But, the nights are cold and long.
I'd rather have you gone
Than see The Look Of Nothing in your eyes.
Words and music by Jack Blanchard. Copyright © 2001 Jack Blanchard Songs (BMI).
All rights reserved. Lyrics reprinted by kind permission of the author.