Text: Undersin Clair. Being Broke Ain't Cute.

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So maybe baby
If the walls fall down around us then we'll know
Grownig up means on your own
Now that we're older and the world is getting colder we should know
We're all alone

Piggy banks and penny jars are low
Getting hard to afford the cost to
Hope that things are getting any easier
So take a sad song and make it better
If you never learned then you'd be clever
To know that your the one in charge of what you do

You were right on, you were right all along
And once I shut the door, home won't be home anymore
Leave the lights on, cause I'm moving too fast
So quick that if I quit, I'll need somewhere to collapse

And every cent I make, goes to keep me off the street
And a penny spent just means two more that I?ll need
For all the times I may have doubted, I'm fine on my own
Don't go

You were right on, you were right all along
And once I shut the door, home won't be home anymore
Leave the lights on, cause I'm moving too fast
So quick that if I quit, I'll need somewhere to collapse

I said man, could I buy some advice.
He said that's two cents, two cents of mine
I said man, I'll give you my own two cents, two cents
Don't grow old

I said man, could I buy some advice.
He said that's two cents, two cents of mine
I said man, I'll give you my own two cents, two cents
Don't grow old

So maybe baby
If the walls fall down around us then we'll know
Grownig up means on your own

You were right on, you were right all along
And once I shut the door, home won't be home anymore
Leave the lights on, cause I'm moving too fast
So quick that if I quit, I'll need somewhere to collapse