I walk by, do they have to stare?
My suit and tie, my gelled back hair
I look intimidating, I suppose
to my office, the feeling grows
What if I were nowhere, what if I was nothing
No soul, no body, not a real thing

Nothing

Just my idea, just a dream
Came crashing down, that's how it seems
Crashing down, not figuratively, you fall
Maybe my dreams of nothing have come true after all
His coffee spilled all over my shirt
He looks shaken, but not hurt
I wasn't paying attention, but now I am
Running into this particular man
The thing that made him so unique,
He wasn't

He's nothing 

He must've mistaken my jealous glare
For one that was angry, he backed up, scared
He ran away, but he came back
With handfuls of napkins, a whole stack
He handed me the napkins and offered to pay
For the once white shirt, the one that he stained
His feeble attempts at "sorry," I don't care
"You're fired," I mutter, "get out of here"
He cleaned out his office and left

to nowhere

Why can't I be like him? His biggest regret
Being the coffee stain on the front of my chest
Why can't I be like him?

Why can't I be nothing?

At the parking lot, I find the spot that's engraved
With the CEO's initials, the initials of my name
I start my Lamborghini and try not to care
Why's life so unfair?

Why can't I be nothing?