It went from way way better
To way way worse
From a hot air balloon ride
To wishing i was in a hearse
From super killer
To super dead
From a cheap trick show
To right said fred
Went from a velvet glove
To a baseball mit
From sweet & salty
To tasting just like shit
I want my money back
I want my money back
I want my money
Every cent i earned & spent
I want my money back
It went from peaches n cream
To mold in the fridge
From a yellow brick road
To a broken down bridge
From dog-like loyalty
To complete distrust
From a perfect smile
To the sneer of disgust
From a night in heaven
To a night in the ruts
From sweet sweet kisses
To a kick in the nuts
I want my money back
I want my money back
Every cent i earned & spent
I want my money back
Every debt i regret
I want my money back
Money money
Oh i want my money
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