They say if I get paid then I'll be fine But I can't get by on anything but you I know if I smoke then I might die But I won't die for anything but you I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans I won the lottery and built a time machine I got everything, and everything is mine to lose But I don't want anything but you They say great things come if you wait But I won't wait for anything but you Free falls and alcohol, I've paid my dues Now I can't get high on anything but you I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans I won the lottery and built a time machine I got everything, and everything is mine to lose But I don't want anything but you Ooo, ooo, ooo A cardboard box of make believe Empty pockets full of dreams And you are everything I need I never found a shooting star and there's holes in my jeans I didn't win the lottery or build a time machine I never had much at all but I still got everything to lose Cause I don't want anything Cause I don't want anything But you

He slipped the ring off his finger When he walked in the room And he found him some stranger And promised her the moon How many lies you must have told You think you're a rich man With your pocket full of gold For another man's treasure You'd say anything But is one night of pleasure Worth the trouble you'll bring? Don't look so surprised 'Cause son, I should know 'Cause I once was a rich man With my pocket full of gold Some night you're gonna wind up On the wrong end of a gun Some jealous guy's gonna show up And you'll pay for what you've done What will it say on your tombstone? "Here lies a rich man With his pocket full of gold" Yeah, here lies a rich man With his pocket full of gold

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