Sell You For a Song

You come home late

Fall on your cot

You smell like something that money bought

We don't have cash, or so you say

So where did you get it and how'd you pay?

The Sun don't rise and set for you

You think so, but you're wrong

You tell me lies, I can't stay true—

I'll sell you for a song

You get up late

Won't say a word

You been with her, that's what I've heard

I don't own you, so I've been told

But what do I do when the nights get cold?

The Moon don't wax and wane for you

You think so, but you're wrong

You cause me pain, you make me blue—

I'll sell you for a song

You're here, you're not

It's more than me

It's more than you, it's more like we

They're young and soft, they worry so

You coming or going, they need to know

The stars don't shine and shoot for you

You think so, but you're wrong

You mess with mine, I'll hurt you, too—

I'll sell you for a song