I hope your money keeps you warm
Cause I won't be there anymore
What the hell was I there for?
Tried to
Tried to give you love
I'm sorry that I pa**ed out cold
Same old story and it gets old
I'm not the girl that you think I am
Late at night when you get home
I'll call you drunken on the phone
But darling don't you answer me
It will only bring us grief
We were raised in different homes
Poverty was my syndrome
Born to lose and doomed to fail
Baby you can go to hell
I hope your money keeps you warm
Buys you car and buys you home
I won't show up anymore
Drunk at your door
I'll miss you so much, I love you
I tried to give you what you knew
I'm just to different from you
Late at night when you get home
I'll call you drunken on the phone
But darling don't you answer me
It will only bring us grief
We were raised in different homes
Poverty was my syndrome
Born to lose and doomed to fail
Baby you can go to hell
I won't stop dreaming