I'll never get you out of my mind It keeps me awake, and it keeps me alive Now that you've finally figured me out I can go home and rest easier now So what's left to lose? Now that I got nothing, you're having your doubts You packed all of your bags and moved 'em all out Now that I got nothing, you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now? I haven't felt quite like myself For months on end I spend more nights on the floor Than in my own bed And I never see my family Or my friends anymore And I write more apologies Than metaphors So what's left to lose? What am I, what am I supposed to do now? What's left to lose? Now that I got nothing, you're having your doubts You packed all of your bags and moved 'em all out Now that I got nothing, you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now? What's left to lose? What am I supposed to do without you? What's left to lose? What am I supposed to do without you? Now that I got nothing, you're having your doubts You packed all of your bags and moved 'em all out Now that I got nothing, you're having doubts What am I supposed to do now? Now that I got nothing What am I supposed to do (now that I got nothing) Without you? (Now that I got nothing) What's left to lose? What am I supposed to do? What am I supposed to do now?