Gave up on God Got into apathy Traded my vulnerabilities for irony Gonna check my chart You check the forecast British summers painted black Nothing to believe in but love We've got nothing to believe in but love Gave up on news Get into comfort food I'm cynicism wrapped up in a autumn moon Gonna check the cards You check the stars For another high school massacre Nothing to be believe in but love We've got nothing to believe in but love Nothing to rely on but luck Nothing to believe in but love I'm peak ambivalence I'm Stunned into silence half the time I go alone to parties Oh give me faith in nothing Nothing to believe in but Love Nothing to believe in but Love Nothing to rely on but luck Nothing to believe in but love