Leftovers

You're so empty and so deadly
And this patience is wearing me thin
So controlling and I'm feeling
Like your violence is sexy again

Money, money, money
More is all you need
Money, money money
The American dream

Just tell me what you want from me
When there's nothing that could save you, save you from yourself
Tell me what it takes to feel
When you made your bed sleep in it
You insecure piece of shit

Complicated, suffocating
On every word that you speak
So frustrated and and I hate it
But I'm addicted to what's killing me

Money, money, money
More is all you need
Money, money money
The American dream

Just tell me what you want from me
When there's nothing that could save you, save you from yourself
Tell me what it takes to feel
When you made your bed sleep in it
You insecure piece of shit

You say free
But you're not free at all
Living an illusion on your knees you fall
You say love
But you only love yourself
Working for the monster but blame somebody else

Just tell me what you want from me
When there's nothing that could save you, save you from yourself
Tell me what it takes to feel
When you made your bed sleep in it
You insecure piece of shit