Fistful Of Money

Sweet compulsion

I paid a price to take your hand

Break me open

You know I papered up the cracks

But it comes in my sleep

When you're closest to me

My bones they grow weak

Does he have what you need?

I don't want you running and coming back

Now you got a fistful of money

I don't want you loving another man

Living in the background honey

He don't see what I can see

Eyes as bright as ecstasy

There's holes in my design

So baby go burn in paradise

Plagues my consience

To know I couldn't win you back

You demolished all the picture perfect plans

Is it easy to breathe

Poking holes in the seams

This twisted machine

Does it leave you complete?

I don't want you running and coming back

Now you got a fistful of money

I don't want you loving another man

Living in the background honey

He don't see what I can see

Eyes as bright as ecstasy

There's holes in my design

So baby go burn in paradise

With a fistful of money

So baby go burn in paradise

With a fistful of money

Go burn, baby go burn

Go burn, baby go burn

Baby go burn in paradise

Go burn, baby go burn

Go burn, baby go burn

Baby go burn in paradise

I don't want you running and coming back

Now you got a fistful of money

I don't want you loving another man

Living in the background honey

He don't see what I can see

Eyes as bright as ecstasy

There's holes in my design

So baby go burn in paradise

With a fistful of money

So baby go burn in paradise

With a fistful of money