Fruit Machine

You keep playing me like a fruit machinePutting in change systematicallyWinning streak that you had over meHas turned into your broken tragedyYou�ve hit the bottom one hundred times beforeNow feel the fever as I leave you wanting moreYou thought you could turn and walk awayTaking chances that weren�t yours to takeWin, I don�t think so my foolish boyWatch the next one taking all the joyHold me, nudge me, spinning me aroundWhere�s the money? Can�t hear that clinking Ka-ching, Ka-chingKa-ching, Ka-chingKa-ching, Ka-chingKa-ching, Ka-chingYou keep playing me like a fruit macineOverstretch your generosityThought of bandits leading you astrayThe little we had, you�ve thrown it all awayGo! Go! Go! (Yeah you�re on a roll)Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you�re on a low)Go! Go! Go! Go!You find it hard to stop nowYou�re running like a steam trainOh I like the way that you do thatKa-ching, Ka-chingKa-ching, Ka-chingYou keep playing me like a fruit machine