Da, da, da, da ,da da da
Da da da

I've got it all worked out.
I've gotta take it slow.
I've gotta find myself, and sell my shit, and move to mexico.
And you always knew i would sell it if i could.
The devil made me do it, so it oughta be good.

And now i'm cash trippin'.
Heart broken.
You keep quittin'.
I keep smokin'.
Realise when i resist, you hi me where it hurts,
I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.

Da, da, da, da

You've got your makeup on, like bruises on your knees.
I ain't tryin' to judge you baby, ain't to proud to beg you please.
I wanna lay your body down, kiss your head goodnight.
I never need permission if i'm singin' it right.

And now i'm cash trippin'.
Heart broken.
You keep quittin'.
I keep smokin'.
Realise when i resist, you hi me where it hurts,
I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.

What happened to a life less ordinary? fuck it's scary.
You've gone and done your time.
You've paid up all your debt.
You got high.

I've gotta get my fix.
I need the novelty.
I'm the lazy, narcissistic, arrogant bourgeoisie.
I get cheaper every day.
Selling off my soul.
But i put the hard cocked rock into roll.

And now i'm cash trippin'.
Heart broken.
You keep quittin'.
I keep smokin'.
Realize when i resist, you hi me where it hurts,
I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.