There's a crowd
When I reach the lot
And I think somebody
Finally tipped the cops
The fires are burning
Somebody screams
Now we've got a scene
But still you move right in.
The pot boils over
An unwatched stove
The knife is hiding
Open windows
Smoke alarm in vague distress
And you close your eyes
Let go of the hurt inside
You got a leg up
But you're moving backwards
You're out of luck
The odds are stacked against you
You add it up
Use my calculator
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator
Hear me out
I've got some tricks up my sleeve
Believe me
In the house
That you almost lost
You say is lack of money
But at what cost
You put your arms around me
And pull me in
What a tool I am
Oh what a fool I've been
You got a leg up
But you're moving backwards
You're out of luck
The odds are stacked against you
You add it up
Use my calculator
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator
Hear me out
I've got some tricks up my sleeve
Believe me
The sky is so beautiful
The way it slips and slides
There's a secret in the night
And there's a secret
Listen
Hold the feeling
And the feeling gets lame
I'm frank about the story
But not about the pain
I know it's my fault
If there's someone to blame
But I close my eyes
Let go of the hurt inside
You got a leg up
But you're moving backwards
You're out of luck
The odds are stacked against you
You add it up
Use my calculator
Chalk it up to your lack of a motivator
Hear me out
You're moving backwards
You're out of luck
The odds are stacked against you
Add it up
Use my calculator
Chalk it up
To your lack of a motivator
Hear me out
I've got some tricks up my sleeve
Believe me
And you close your eyes
Let go of the hurt inside
(End)