IntroVerse 1Walked Out Of The Session, Left The Label On The PhonePut My Fist Through A Gold Record That I Didn't Even OwnBut You Pull Me Close And Tell Me What To DoTurns Out The One Thing I'm Still Good At Is YouPre-ChorusNothing Sticks, Nothing LandsExcept The Way You Take My HandsChorusI'm Good For Nothing But YouEverything I Touch Falls ThroughI'm A Car Crash In A Suit, But I Know Your Size In Every ShoeI'm Good For Nothing But YouInterludeVerse 2Missed The Flight To Tokyo, Missed The Album, Missed The ShowManager Says "Name One Thing You're Good For," And I Let Him GoBut I Know The Exact Sound You Make When You're AsleepAnd Which One Of Your Ex's Numbers You Pretend You Didn't KeepPre-ChorusNothing Sticks, Nothing LandsExcept The Way You Take My HandsChorusI'm Good For Nothing But YouEverything I Touch Falls ThroughI'm A Car Crash In A Suit, But I Know Your Size In Every ShoeI'm Good For Nothing But YouBridgeI'm A Waste Of Fucking Space, I Know The ScoreEverybody's Gone Already, That's What Leaving's ForThen You Took The Keys Out Of My Hand At The DoorAnd Said "Sit Down, You're Staying," Like You'd Said It BeforeChorusI'm Good For Nothing But YouEverything I Touch Falls ThroughI'm A Car Crash In A Suit, But I Know Your Size In Every ShoeI'm Good For Nothing But YouOutroMorning, And The Label Calls, And I Just Let It RingYou're Asleep Across My Chest, And I'm Good For One Thing