money......

With or without you I truly despair.

I hate you I need you for constant repairs.

No matter a I work or do nothing at all. I'm constantly empty from head to toe.

Where does it go all money does fall. Through papers and electronic lines then I have to sigh.

One for me two for you, none for me three for you.

No matter the size of checks these day nothing will satisfy greedyness from me.

They take me they bleed me from head to toe of every last cent then say gotta go.

It's never enough what I strive to give cause they never stay gone for long that is.

Before I know it they are back again to repeat the cycle again and again.