Butch Walker - Rich People Die Unhappy
He Looks Up At Her To Find She Staring Back
At Fingerless Gloves, With Fingernails Black
There`s A Permanent Frown
That`s Etched In Her Skin
Designer Bag Fat, Her Figure Is Thin
He Says Hi To Her, She Nothing To Him
She`s Scared Of The Outside,
She`s Boxed Herself In
To A World Full Of Judgment
And Callous Routine
She Forgets Where She`s From,
He Knows Where He`s Been
Rich People Die Unhappy
That`s What Daddy Said
But I Never Believed Him
While Drunk In The Head
With Our Television Dinners
And A Broken T.v. Set
Money Makes You Happy I Bet
He Goes To Be Famous, A House In The Hills
Very Little Free Time, Whole Lotta Pills
That Nail Polish Spread To A
Franchise Of Bands
As Fake As The X`s Sharpied On Their Hands
He Was Bitter As The Smell
Of A Magazine Review
But He Had All The Cars
And The Pools And The View
And As A Bum Tries To Stop Him
For A 5 Or A 10
He Forgets Where He`s From,
He Forgets Where He`s Been
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