Set the money on fire
When the need becomes dire
Maybe you're trading those eyes
For a blind fold
Can you read in between the lines?
Might as well have been born blind
Nothing's getting cheaper
For the burning middle class
Holes are dug in deeper
As you drink from an empty glass
Well you're hiding out for months at a time
With your favorite dress glued to your spine
If everything in life has scared you
We're all on the sidelines
Has everything in life prepared you
For what they call the real life?
We're too loud
Doing as we're told
We're all entertainment
Find your way
If everything has helped you
Scrimp and save our souls
We're all educated
What are you made of?
It's on the tip of your tongue
Why'd it take you so long
to say what you mean?
Maybe your faking it all
Bad intentions when I met you at the bar
I was strapped to a bomb