Da, da, da, da ,da da da Da da da I've got it all worked out. I've gotta take it slow. I've gotta find myself, and sell my shit, and move to mexico. And you always knew i would sell it if i could. The devil made me do it, so it oughta be good. And now i'm cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'. Realise when i resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist. Da, da, da, da You've got your makeup on, like bruises on your knees. I ain't tryin' to judge you baby, ain't to proud to beg you please. I wanna lay your body down, kiss your head goodnight. I never need permission if i'm singin' it right. And now i'm cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'. Realise when i resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist. What happened to a life less ordinary? fuck it's scary. You've gone and done your time. You've paid up all your debt. You got high. I've gotta get my fix. I need the novelty. I'm the lazy, narcissistic, arrogant bourgeoisie. I get cheaper every day. Selling off my soul. But i put the hard cocked rock into roll. And now i'm cash trippin'. Heart broken. You keep quittin'. I keep smokin'. Realize when i resist, you hi me where it hurts, I've got to catch you with a kiss on the fist.