Money, Now

I don't have a lot of friends

I have means to all my ends

Don't know how to love

I'm just learning to pretend

I'm getting pretty good

Don't even have to try

You might think it's real

If you cut a squint your eyes

I've got money now

Not enough to spend

Enough to keep me guessing

When the money's gonna end

And I know exactly what I want

I just don't know where it's at

And I never get my hopes up

Without a place for them to crash

I don't have a lot of friends

I have means to all my ends

Don't know how to love

I'm just learning to pretend

I'm getting pretty good

Don't even have to try

You might think it's real

If you cut a squint your eyes

Good grief, hard times

A good friend filled you up with bad advice

On a long drive, late night

Caught a feeling that you can't define

Good grief, hard times

I've got money now

Not enough to spend

Enough to keep me guessing

When the money's gonna end

And I know exactly what I want

I just don't know where it's at

And I never get my hopes up

Without a place for them to crash

I've got money now

I've got money now

I've got money now

I've got money now