Nothing Sold, Nothing Bought

Nothing Sold, Nothing Bought

I’ve got this mental picture of you in my bed
I get this mental shiver over something you said
You said, "It’s the way that you touch me in the middle of the night."
"It’s the way you don’t touch me after we’ve been fighting."

You’ve tried so hard to reach me but I guess you’re not that strong
I’ve had bars on my windows and a chain on my door ever since you did me wrong
So don’t start with your crying
I hate to hear you this way
But, if you had more faith in me back then, we wouldn’t be where we are today

And I guess it doesn’t matter that I’m saying that I love you
Because you don’t believe me anyway
Still I’m screaming that I love you and I’m driving myself crazy
And I’m making you insane

It’s 2:30 in the morning
You’re 800 miles away
I hate to say this baby but I like it better this way
I am alone with my feelings and I can finish my thoughts
I don’t feel like performing
Nothing sold, nothing bought

And I guess it doesn’t matter that I’m saying that I love you
Because you can’t hear me anyway
Still I’m screaming that I love and I’m driving myself crazy
And I’m making you insane

Nothing sold, nothing bought
Nothing Sold, nothing bought
I’ve got a cold, cold feeling in my heart
‘Cause it’s a cold, hard lesson I’ve been taught
Nothing Sold, nothing bought