
Don't look at his pockets, girl Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
A young dude found love in a cold, hard place
Couldn't hold on, couldn't keep up the pace
His girl, she was beautiful, but he couldn't keep her
His friend said, love ain't enough, brother
She wanted more, more, more, it was clear
He was broke, she was thirsty for fear
His mom always said, don't judge a broke body, it's copper
Don't look at his pockets, girl
There's no truth in money, just lies and despair
All that glitters ain't gold, it's a trap and a snare
Those fancy things won't fill up your heart
You're lonely and I'm torn apart
He drowned his sorrows for a month or two
Then he bounced back, brand new
She moved on, found a richer guy
He showered her with cash, she'd fly
But deep down, she was missing something more
Love and affection, she was begging for
Her mom always said, don't judge a broke body, it's copper
Don't look at his pockets, girl
There's no truth in money, just lies and despair
All that glitters ain't gold, it's a trap and a snare
Those fancy things won't fill up your heart
You're lonely and I'm torn apart
He drowned his sorrows for a month or two
Then he bounced back, brand new
She moved on, found a richer guy
He showered her with cash, she'd fly
But deep down, she was missing something more
Love and affection, she was begging for
Her mom always said, don't judge a broke body, it's copper
Don't look at his pockets, girl
There's no truth in money, just lies and despair
All that glitters ain't gold, it's a trap and a snare
Those fancy things won't fill up your heart
You're lonely and I'm torn apart
Life's a rollercoaster, it twists and it turns
She learned her lesson, the hard way she burns
Years went by, she saw him again
He was doing well, a successful man
She was in a fancy car with a fancy ring
But her eyes were sad, she had nothing to sing
She had it all, but her heart was still cold
Her mom was right, more precious than gold
Don't look at his pockets, girl
There's no truth in money, just lies and despair
All that glitters ain't gold, it's a trap and a snare
Those fancy things won't fill up your heart
You're lonely and I'm torn apart
You're lonely and I'm torn apart