What's with that look on your face? Is everything okay? I can't remember your name It's better of this way By this time next week I'll be smiling cheek to cheek Or I'll be face down in that creek It's up to you, it's up to me It's up to me You are the scratch, I am the itch We're feeding of each other's shit This tastes so- Money on my mind, now I can't think straight I'm not rich, gotta make my way up Spending all my time on things that waste it I can't say it's time to face it Let me take it, I'll just waste it Make that face, you're so persuasive And if I make it I'll thank Satan Play my aces any way I can What's with that look on your face? Is everything okay? I can't remember your name It's better off this way By this time next week I'll be smiling cheek to cheek Or I'll be face down in that creek It's up to you, it's up to me It's up to me