Money and women come
But before you know it, they’re all gone
And these pearls I’m diving for
They’ve been pebbles all along
And did I make a bitter girl out of you?
I’m sorry I’ve been so fake
I put your bathwater in my soup
I hope my neighbor don’t mind the taste, yeah
At the beginning of the story
When all you’ve got is faith
And the fighter asks, “Are you not entertained?”
And it’s a tiny little promise
When the morning starts to break
But you feel sick to your stomach anyway
That’s what it’s like to be free
Damn
That’s what it’s like to be free
Damn
Why wear my armor when I can be soft?
Why be a hero when I can be me?
It’s a lonely kind of self-involved
But it’s the only way I get to sleep, yeah
And it’s a slaughterhouse, this loving thing
I give up, I lie down to take the knife
At the beginning of the story
When all you’ve got is faith
And the fighter asks, “Are you not entertained?”
And it’s a tiny little promise
When the morning starts to break
But you feel sick to your stomach anyway
That’s what it’s like to be free
Damn
That’s what it’s like to be free
Damn
That’s what it’s like to be free
Damn