Hahahah!!|Can't take it with you anyways!|Looking at the reflection of my tobacco stained teeth|In an empty glass|What can I say, I gave it ALL away...|In this smokey room I sit|Pondering over what happened to me|Dead silence allows the voices in my head that I fear|Starin' at the empty glass of my own poison|Hiding the fact that I gave it all away for what|I ask myself, for what|For a front row seat, looking at an empty glass...|An empty glass!|But you can't take it with you anyways!|Can't take it with you anyways!|It's been one life well lived!|Now I've got nothing left to give|Nothing left, just like this empty glass|I have nothing left to give|I gave it all, up to you|Spread my arms in the shape of a Y|and let it all blow to the sky|Let it all....|So I don't have to ask why