I sell clothes to the elite They love to buy things they can't keep When I'm off I play quietly At night when I'm too tired to sleep
The mind is cruel to the body Broken vessel at men's feet The mind's so tired the mind's a beast
And I can't afford that yellow dress That you bought in front of me But if I make the Bootleg I'm in the door for free
Has she shaken hands with a late night host? Has she done enough if she's not thin like a ghost? If she's so stuck on making you see? As if that would achieve anything
No I can't afford to let hеr be And you say you don't need me But I know Kyle, hе'll give a smile and let me drink for free
Oh all the things that we take Say you love me like the money you make
Hannah's new songs put me back at ease I'm sinking into the leather with ease I know I'll get there like a thief With selfish eyes and scraped up knees
No I can't afford to rid this dream A shame my life won't see You're on stage in yellow But I got in for freeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
