Being young and stupid couldn't be helped, we began
with the lack of responsibility we felt/
we never considered the consequences of our actions,

never thought about the difference between love and lust/
never thought about the difference between sex and trust,
so caught up in our world that we couldn't be bothered to care/

so when it happened, I couldn't believe it was my child she would bare/
I wasn't ready to grow up, wasn't ready to be a father/
livin' my life a day at a time, I couldn't see any farther/

couldn't feed another mouth, when I could barely feed myself/
couldn't settle down, when to your own mother- I wasn't ready
to be bound/

we never thought that this would happen when we lay- down, never
thought we would have to decide whether you go or stay/
knowing now you're in heaven, while my knees are on the ground/

I've played my part in that role;
'cause $615 dollars ain't worth your soul
'cause $615 dollars ain't worth your soul

'cause $615 dollars ain't worth your soul



Knowing that I created you, does that give me the right to take your life/
See, I never had the guts to see it through, so I allowed the doctor to use the knife/
I really thought I was a man, till it came time to take a stand/

I couldn't bare the duty of a child to raise, but could bare the murder of a life
that was created by my hand/
I guess you can't build a glass house, in the middle of a hurricane/

So I learnt the hard way that being safe, isn't a prophylactic- but refrain/
didn't want a baby-mother, but I wasn't ready for a wife/
we told each other we'd stop, but I just couldn't restrain/

But as soon as we felt the urge, we were back at it again/
And those who don't learn from their past, are doomed to repeat it/
I had to learn that to make the relationship work, we didn't need it/

Heard they say that man destroys, that which God gives us/
And I turned the blessing of a womb, into the torture of a tomb/
The stress took its toll on her, and my heart is heavy:

'cause $615 ain't worth your soul.....
'cause $615 ain't worth your soul.....
'cause $615 ain't worth your soul.....



I'm sorry for taking away your first breath, first sight & first step/

sorry for taking away your first hug, first kiss & first love/
for never holding you in my arms, or watching you as you slept/
for never throwing you your first ball, or buying you that new glove/

for never catching you when you fell, or comforting you as you wept/
for taking away your childhood, and never seeing you become a man/
for never being a father, and even more for not being a dad/

for never giving you the possibilities, for never being there to understand/
for taking away your future, and all the promise it had/
I'm sorry for taking away your kids, taking your wife and grandchildren/

for taking away your mother, brother and sister/
For breaking your mom's heart, as she hoped that you missed her,
For taking away her 1st chance to hold you, as you kissed her,

Now an empty sound is screaming in our midst,
You should have been more than reasons on a list,
More than just a regret or an unseen silhouette,

So I'm just sitting here wondering how anything is good,
Wanting to tell you sorry for taking away the life I could have never given you,
and taking away the one I could/

for acting with so much fear, that I never had the courage to stop-
and think whether I should/
you are the pain, that I hold in both pride and shame/

because I had a son and he sacrificed his life, so that I would never
be the same/
his death was both, my disgrace and my gain/

I am both Judas and Lazarus, I am incomplete but whole/
I had to learn control,
because none of that changes the fact that I had to realize that,

$615 aint' worth your soul
$615 aint' worth your soul......
$615 aint' worth your soul..........


$615 wasn't worth my soul.