I see inside your shrink-wrap hide. The daylight cuts a veil of veins across your 'better' side. It's easy for some. You the dregs, me the scum! Let me explain all the angles I can screw you from... Poverty! Real as it gets! Don't think I won't skin you when your skin is all that's left. The tension mounts, but the drama's pretty cheap. This ain't an ultimatum, baby, but I know where you sleep. Saw it all in a dead dog's eye. Tails you're wrong, Heads I'm right. One way ticket to the blues. Heads I win, tails you lose.