They'll tell you this is normal, they'll tell you this is love
I'm not sure if the stuff I want is even worth the price it costs
Three cars in every garage and six seats between 'em
They'll sell you the rope by which you'll hang yourself
Is this why you need me, to break what you can't chew?
To ram the Holy Scriptures down throats in tennis shoes?
Our father who art thou central Monterey
Take it from me, baby, it's worse when you can't pay
It's worse when you can't pay
It's worse when you can't pay
