Sitting in a darkened corner Smoking cigarettes Trying to forget what you've become Does your father know Where his money goes I'm willing to bet He'd cancel all those checks If he could see You getting on your knows Giving everything for a high
I have heard you say That you have a way Of getting what you want
Yes, your mother knows Where the money goes It's not hard to trace It's running down your face It's plain to see You're getting on your knows Giving everything for a high
Now your lights are slowly fading Trying so hard to hold on Only 19 now you're gone
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Does your father know Where his money goes I'm willing to bet He'll cancel all his checks If he could see You down on your knows Giving everything for a high
Now your lights are slowly fading Trying so hard to hold on Only 19 now you're gone