Give

You're bleeding me out

Why don't you take all of my money

And the words out my mouth

And yell at me and tell me that it's good for the house

A couple holes in my heart and you fill 'em with doubt

The only thing that I owe you is a gun in your mouth now

Better off without ya

The truth is I wouldn't be here without ya

The messed up part is I know amounts you

Stuffed up your nostril so bounce dude

But ya need it

Money and the drugs got ya fiending