

{sub-bass roll} {atmospheric vinyl crackle} (yeah) {dry spoken word intro} Money in
the bank can't erase the trace of you.
I built a fortress out of green and gold
Thought a warm coat would cure the cold
But the scars under the silk still ache and show {rhodes chord
progression} (mmmmm) Every bill I count just feels like stone.
And the world keeps spinning on a dime
Trading love for a little bit of time
{percussive build} But I can't buy back what was mine.
Love scars and heavy pockets in the rain
Trying to use a dollar bill to hide the pain
The world is cold,
but the fire's in my chest {heavy bass drop} (ohhhhh) I got
everything but I feel second best.
They see the shine but they miss the cracks
No receipts for the love we lack
Walking down a lonely golden track {muted guitar strum} (yeah,
yeah) I'd give it all to get those moments back.
Love scars and heavy pockets in the rain
Trying to use a dollar bill to hide the pain
The world is cold,
but the fire's in my chest {heavy bass drop} (ohhhhh) I got
everything but I feel second best.
Just empty paper and ancient history.
{instrumental fade-out} {rhodes chord trails} (hmmmm)