The list of things I could live without Grows longer as I move everything around Behind all the furniture Pointed toward her To keep her in my sights
To keep her in my life
By all means, she can get ahead of herself I had already be there IÂŽll already be there to meet her
SheÂŽs no traitor IÂŽve got no chaser For a leg up IÂŽve got no chaser SheÂŽs no traitor For a joint account She gave me everything that she had left
(She doesnÂŽt love) Anything for herself But for me, she goes way in, way in, way into the red
She saw every hand in my pocket She sold her gold rush She watched me lose face every day Rather than lose me She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush She was the gold rush She sold every hand in her pocket And she sawed off every hand
(She doesnÂŽt love) Anything for herself But for me, she goes way in, way in, way into the red
She saw every hand in my pocket She sold her gold rush She watched me lose face every day
Rather than lose me She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush
What I have will believe you until now Even doing nothing I am making the most of somehow And the credit goes to her ItÂŽs the bad day speaking red Gotta keep her in my sights Gotta keep her in my life
By all means, she can get ahead of herself I had already be there IÂŽll already be there to meet her