Fistful Of Money

Sweet compulsion I paid a price to take your hand Break me open You know I papered up the cracks But it comes in my sleep When you're closest to me My bones they grow weak Does he have what you need? I don't want you running and coming back Now you got a fistful of money I don't want you loving another man Living in the background honey He don't see what I can see Eyes as bright as ecstasy There's holes in my design So baby go burn in paradise Plagues my consience To know I couldn't win you back You demolished all the picture perfect plans Is it easy to breathe Poking holes in the seams This twisted machine Does it leave you complete? I don't want you running and coming back Now you got a fistful of money I don't want you loving another man Living in the background honey He don't see what I can see Eyes as bright as ecstasy There's holes in my design So baby go burn in paradise With a fistful of money So baby go burn in paradise With a fistful of money Go burn, baby go burn Go burn, baby go burn Baby go burn in paradise Go burn, baby go burn Go burn, baby go burn Baby go burn in paradise I don't want you running and coming back Now you got a fistful of money I don't want you loving another man Living in the background honey He don't see what I can see Eyes as bright as ecstasy There's holes in my design So baby go burn in paradise With a fistful of money So baby go burn in paradise With a fistful of money