Texty: Sum 41. All Killer No Filler. Nothing On My Back.

Was happiness a fad?
Or was it in the lost and found again behind the issues
It might not be so bad
We're all addicted to our tragedy
I guess, it's what it had to be

With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found
Matter of in fact
It's harder still when you're around
With nothing on my back
I can't help but drown

I might as well belong to both of you
And the mess you always seem to drag me through
That night forever always haunting me
But I guess, it is what it's supposed to be
But spare your thoughts of sympathy

With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found
Matter of in fact
It's harder still when you're around
With nothing on my back
I can't help but drown

With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found
With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found

With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found
With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found

With nothing on my back
It's still enough to bring me down
My mind's about to crack
'Cause what I thought could not be found
Matter of in fact
It's harder still when you're around
With nothing on my back
I can't help but drown