Surprising the with diamonds and pearls But a song about a girl ain't really a girl Got a two-way mirror, I'm an amity villain a peeping Tom complex
You're just a collector You keep putting 'em in a bag You push 'em in a shopping Go and act sad
When there's left to collect So you go on and you more But wait, what you lose them to the for?
The time you see me It'll be through There ain't no bail outs in this house Ain't no more cash come, easy go A penny saved, a earned And I've learned is clich One of these you get what you deserve
Surprising the world with diamonds and But a about a girl ain't really about a girl Got a vanity mirror Firing a eye I turn from an 800-pound gorilla
In the midst of anger False blood can run than icy water Watch the Flirt with the I cried by your Decided right then and to pretend you were alive Maybe, baby lie to me, invade my Have the decency to say bye, after the pride Domestic You ran out of plunder And launch to crash, So when you're done playing dumb, empty the
looking for our lives back, we wish we could have saved yours There's we can buy back, cause everything was paid off I you in a pawn shop, you were stuck behind a glass case I watched as the cost dropped, puppy dog sad Put a down payment on my meal plan, to see your shit eating grin Save the frown for you need to shed your skin, Selling bullshit shells to yourself, the layers are off Economic failed, professional victim of sale cutting
Charity case, don't ask me to You axe your soul mate My back's hurting from an tax Pull your own A punching bag for hire, every minute a sucker bet, So the over and under you'll rise up from the debt. With the complexion of a The resurrection was a hoax, but 2000 later it's like nobody knows If you think you're slick enough to turn a and spin the story just cause Jesus is fair-weather pimp And you me praying with my fingers crossed So I shuffled up the deck, is the card that you picked? Well if not, how about Missionary aint a job, its a position, so it's a victimless crime, watch dog has an owner abusive
Now that ironic? With one hand in my pocket And the choking out the street corner prophet Uncrossed my fingers and said "Look at me when Im talking, I aint mad at you, and thats the miracle here"
I mad at you
Im surprising the world diamonds and pearls But a song a girl ain't really about a girl