Noneinmypurse

Got a problem with cryin Told myself I was dying Why are we always fighting You don't wanna be like this So you tell 'em that you hate me And you don't wanna save me They're looking me crazy And now I think changing For the better or worse Told me that it's not me there's just none in my purse Maybe you could listen now With a different looking bank account Don't know why I keep trying She can tell that I'm lying Got no problem with crying Everytime that we're fighting I'm too broke now close my mouth She don't wanna talk unless we're talking amounts funds run out She's filled with doubt I don't wanna lose her but I'm doing it now Promise that it's not what this about Talk about the other things you found Voices in your head are just too loud Screaming saying you gotta get out So you tell 'em that you hate me And you don't wanna save me They're looking me crazy And now I think changing For the better or worse Told me that it's not me there's just none in my purse Maybe you could listen now With a different looking bank account