get your luggage in the trunk
these aren't fingers they aren't snakes that make a sound
building houses out of bricks
line them up up in the sticks
when you loose then you loose it and it's gone
wearing ties like shaking hands
holding contracts in there teeth like alley dogs
like a credit card strung up in the back
separated by and frustrated by
arguments just like credit cards strung up in the back
first you get what you want then it's gone