The Curse

Give a prayer to the purse
Can a blessing really be a curse?
Is it right, is it wrong
Or is it even worse now?

Well, I'll tell you
For the prize you descend
But you don't know
Where the path will end
In the grave with the handle
On the things you crave

Would it please you to say
That I'm with you all the way
Well, I can't and I won't
'Cause it kills me just the same

In a cold, cold sweat
I'm awakened by a plastic ring
It's the thought
Of a million persons sonic fling

Oh, yeah

So you say what you say
But it doesn't matter anyway
It's okay just as long
As you just stay away
From me now

Would it please you to say
That I'm with you all the way
Well, I can't and I won't
'Cause it kills me just the same

Would it please you to say
That I'm with you all the way
Well, I can't, no and I won't
'Cause it kills me just the same

Only the rich die young
Only the rich die young
Only the rich die young
Only the rich die young

Would it please you to say
That I'm with you all the way
Well, I can't and I won't
'Cause it kills me just the same

Would it please you to say
That I'm with you all the way
Well, I can't, no and I won't
'Cause it kills me just the same