One bill here, one bill there
If you care, then you can share
A loan date missed, or two or three
But not a word comes out of me
One price here, one price there
If you can't share, then why should I care?
A lunch date missed, or two or three
But not a word comes out of me
I give you another piece of me to help build you up,
but you always come back because it's never enough
When I only have one piece left to take,
When there's not another loan to make,
Will you use up another's decency
Or will you take the final piece of me?
Roll out your guilt trip like your red carpet
Walk down, walk down
I stumble and I fall down, fall down
You reach out your hand, not to help me to my feet
You ask for another loan that you can leave incomplete
You can put your hand down, I can pick myself up for free
I give you another piece of me to help build you up,
but you always come back because it's never enough
When I only have one piece left to take,
When there's not another loan to make,
Will you use up another's decency
Or will you take the final piece of me?
It's the final piece of me, the one you've never had
I can tell you want it and you want it bad
It's the one that you can take, but you can't give back
Someone who takes like you doesn't know a debt repaid
You can't even look upon the mess you made,
The mess you made
I give you another piece of me to help build you up,
but you always come back because it's never enough
When I only have one piece left to take,
When there's not another loan to make,
Will you use up another's decency
Or will you take the final piece of me?

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Songs I Wrote
PoetryHere are some songs I wrote. The ones that end in (Old Song) are ones I wrote when I was 14. They're not all that good, but I thought it'd be cool to have my old songs here alongside my new ones. I think it shows how much I've changed and improved...