Brand New Shoes

I had some brand-new shoes They were all red, but they gave me the blues And they're running away, they left me a letter It's just like you told me it'd be It's nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing at all We are all made of air There's stars in my eyes, and there's sun in my hair And I'm running away, it makes me feel better It's just like you told me it'd be It's nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing at all When it comes down to this I'm neither sorry, nor cross, nor I'm fit And I'm running away, there's smoke on my sweater It's just like you told me it'd be It's nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing at all