| Short cut to a quick buck is working all the time
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| Renting out your mind
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| And saving every dime
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| Because when ten of those combine
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| They cross a sacred line
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| And go from pocket change
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| To a gold mine
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| She said she’d be down to hangout
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| With her parents out of town she was hoping I’m around
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| For a party at her vacant place
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| I said I’d come; |
| showed up and felt out of place
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| So I headed home
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| That’s when she text my phone and ask me where
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| I was and when I said I was gone
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| She broke my spine
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| And in that pain
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| I realized that every dime I’d ever saved wasn’t worth anything
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| What’s the drive in being alive
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| When you don’t know who you are?
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| What’s the fun in getting drunk
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| If you can’t take it too far
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| Yeah my friends are saying
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| I’ve been wasting all my weekends contemplating
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| If it’s me or the booze that really gets wasted
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| I don’t even taste it
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| When I’m throwing back shots as if its a race then
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| Quickly chase them
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| Without a mouth I’m so down
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| My hometown only makes me feel alone
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| But just when I
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| Hometown girls are my greatest fear
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| So in a couple days I’ll be off to college for another year
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| Thinkin', I’m gettin' away by hitting the road
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| Somehow she make it to all of my shows now where can I go
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| Girl it’s a simple a matter
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| Put your painted finger on my tongue
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| So I can taste the lacquer
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| And relive each door that you have touched
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| And then she split my lips
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| And for three whole days
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| I tried to speak but everyone agreed
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| They couldn’t hear a word I’d say
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| What’s the drive in being alive
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| When you don’t know who you are?
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| What’s the fun in getting drunk
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| If you can’t take it too far
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| I’m singing oh I don’t know
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| Take me anywhere but home
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| Without a mouth I’m so down
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| But my hometown only makes me feel alone
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| Then just when I think I’m in the clear
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| She hook her hair behind her ears and says I’m
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| Going down
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| She said baby it’s okay to feel
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| The way you do if you keep it to yourself
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| Life is a bitch with no mouth and no lips
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| But it sure ain’t no fun with no teeth and no tongue
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| Life is a bitch with no mouth and no lips
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| But it sure ain’t no fun with no teeth and no tongue
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| Life is a bitch with no mouth and no lips
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| I say life is a bitch with no mouth and no lips
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| I say life is a bitch with no mouth and no lips
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| Without a mouth I’m so down
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| My hometown only makes me feel alone
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| Then just when I think I’m in the clear
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| She hook her hair behind her ears
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| Says babe are you aware
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| Of who I am |