I've got it all worked out.
I gotta take it slow.
I gotta find myself, and sell my %#@!, and move to Mexico.

And you always knew I would sell it if I could.
The Devil made me do it, so it oughta be good.


And now I'm... cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'.
Realize when I resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.


You've got your makeup on, like bruises on your knees.
I ain't tryin' to judge you baby, ain't to proud to beg you please.
I wanna lay your body down, kiss your head goodnight.

I never need permission if I'm singin' it right.

And now I'm cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'.

Realize when I resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.

What happened to a life less ordinary? $#&@ it's scary.

You've gone and done your time. You've paid up all your debt. You got high.

I've gotta get my fix. I need the novelty.

I'm the lazy, narcissistic, arrogant bourgeoisie.
I get cheaper every day. Selling off my soul.
But I put the hard @@#!ed rock into roll.


And now I'm cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'.
Realize when I resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.