Capo 2nd fret
Dropped half step
There's a man, on the corner,
with His hands holding tightly to his
Hat so it wont blow away.
With a girl, with her hands in her Pockets,
holding tightly to her Money,
so she wont blow it today. Its all the
same. Every day.
When he gets home from work
Theres his children already in bed
Without seeing his face today.
And the girl with empty pockets
Spent her money
She might as well just throw her wallet in the fireplace.
And she is the L and
he is the O
For us, liars
out there
And she is the V and
he is the E For the
violence in
everyone.
And we might spell you,
but we're Nothing like you.
When his kids grow up old and have
Children of their own, they swear They'll never
wear the same size hat their father wears.
And the girl, now a woman, says
Shes happy and thanks god for Jewelry
and single millionaires.
And she is the H and
he is the O
For us, humble
orphans.
And she is the P and
he is the E For
potential in
everyone.
And we might spell you,
But we're nothing like you.
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