You be rich and I'll be poor You be wanted, I'll be scorned You be happy, I'll be bored and alone You have sex and I'll have none You make friends and I'll have no one Cause you'll move on and me I'll just sit here thinking of you You go out and I'll stay in You make plans and I'll be thin You keep going, I'll be standing still You make love and I'll make war You get married, I'll be your whore You'll be situated, I'll be armed and ready Armed and ready You be sane and I'll be sick You feel bad, I'll be addicted You're in pain while I'm on my last glass You be cool and I'll be warm You be calm and I'll be the storm You'll be unsuspecting, I'll be armed and ready You come down and I'll be leaving You be kind and I'll be bleeding You be hurt and I'll be no one's fault once You be sorry, I'll be reckless Begging me can we get through this You'll be at my feet and I'll be armed and ready Armed and ready Armed and ready