I was just getting to know you
When I turned my back
Did I miss my chance?
You almost slipped through my hands
We could go 'round to a friend's house and get stoned
We could talk about things we never say when we're alone
Who's your money on?
Who you gonna put your money on?
Who's gonna keep you alive?
I'll put myself on the line
I know that you can feel this
I built my walls too high
Now I'm tryna scare you off
I've just been hiding in my head for so long
We could go 'round to a friend's house and get stoned
I want to tell you some things I could never really tell you before
Who's your money on?
Who you gonna put your money on?
Who's gonna keep you alive?
I'll put myself on the line
I owe you more than I have
You can tell me the cost
I should have taken your hand
Somewhere I got lost
Without you, the odds are not in my favour
We've got everything to lose
And everything to play for
You know how it goes
This plastic house ain't built to last
Things are just like they always are
We melt lies in your hands
It won't last
Who's your money on?
This plastic house is built on sand
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