Bring it on down then, never lucky anyway

But who needs luck? Here's to hoping

She can't find the twenty she put in her wallet

She asked me about it but it's loaded

I didn't steal your money!

I didn't steal your money!

She located the bill on the floor of the pickup

I circled my thumbs and I clenched my jaw

'Cause see trust is heavy, broken piano

You'd have to pay someone to take it off your hands

To put it bluntly

You make me feel so crummy

So I'm making a plan

Can I get to the gold mine?

I gotta love myself more than I need you near

I've got the resolve and I've got the conviction

This is one constructive eviction