You Haven't Told Me Anything

In the pearl grey room
One afternoon, in one afternoon
What you gonna do?
I hang on your words but there's nothing new

You take a beautiful thing
Pull off a wing, pull off a wing
The safety pin
They never shine quite as bright again

But you haven't told me anything
That I didn't already know
No you haven't said a single thing
That I didn't already know

Everything I love
Stuck in the mud, stuck in the mud
Stuck in a rut
Not a piece in your puzzle or a paper cut

So same time next week
Kiss on the cheek, kiss on the cheek
And say after me
Everything's tied up nice and neat

But you haven't told me anything
That I didn't already know
No you haven't said a single thing
That I didn't already know

I feel for you
I really do
Nothing adds up like you want it too
No words can mend
This fix I'm in
Give me your words, I won't even blink
Right between the eyes, I won't feel a thing

Because you haven't told me anything
That I didn't already know
No you haven't said a single thing
That I didn't already know

No you haven't told me anything
No you haven't told me anything
No you haven't told me anything
No you haven't told me anything

No me has dicho nada

En la habitación gris perla
Una tarde, en una tarde
¿Qué vas a hacer?
Me aferré a tus palabras, pero no hay nada nuevo

Toma una cosa hermosa
Tire de un ala, tire de un ala
El pasador de seguridad
Nunca brillan tan brillantes otra vez

Pero no me has dicho nada
Que yo no sabía ya
No, no has dicho ni una sola cosa
Que yo no sabía ya

Todo lo que amo
Atrapado en el barro, atascado en el barro
Atrapado en una rutina
Ni una pieza en tu rompecabezas ni un corte de papel

Así que a la misma hora la próxima semana
Beso en la mejilla, beso en la mejilla
Y di después de mí
Todo está atado bien y ordenado

Pero no me has dicho nada
Que yo no sabía ya
No, no has dicho ni una sola cosa
Que yo no sabía ya

Lo siento por ti
De verdad que sí
Nada se suma como si tú también lo quisieras
Ninguna palabra puede reparar
Esta solución en la que estoy
Dame tus palabras, ni siquiera parpadearé
Justo entre los ojos, no sentiré nada

Porque no me has dicho nada
Que yo no sabía ya
No, no has dicho ni una sola cosa
Que yo no sabía ya

No, no me has dicho nada
No, no me has dicho nada
No, no me has dicho nada
No, no me has dicho nada

Composição: Richard Hughes / Tim Rice-Oxley / Tom Chaplin