Two Bux

Better now that we never talk But I still play by the rules Lust and greed, they freak me out But I see the allure Look over my shoulder as if sin even exists Moralistic musing in the gas station, like Two bux For the right protection for a few fucks Maybe it's worth it, well I doubt that I never believe in me Upset if I break the rules Never took you serious But your guilt still touches me It must be all that second-hand faith Rubbing off on me I always liked the music Maybe that's how they got to me Here I am all alone now thinking about how Just two bux Oh, they get me feeling like I'm fucked up Maybe it's worth it, well I doubt that Christ you don't believe in me Upset if I break the rules