Money

I know I never loved you,
but I was on a losing streak.
I was looking for reassurance –
or maybe just looking to feel weak.
Your boot heel it was waiting
and I took what I could get.
Cause I waited so long for happiness
and what'd I get to show for it?

Money,
you ain't the one I'm waiting for.
But Money,
who's gonna hold me when I can't hold on any more?

I made music for you
but you were not impressed.
You don't care much for beauty
if it can't be possessed.
You'd think I'd be disenchanted
or have more dignity,
but your scorn made you that much more
beautiful to me.

Money,
you ain't the one I'm waiting for.
But Money,
who's gonna hold me when I can't hold on any more?

I keep chasing at shadows.
I keep swinging at the air.
I keep looking for something deeper
when there's nothing deeper there.

Now I claim I am wiser
and my taste is more discreet.
But sometimes I look up and find
I'm right back on your street.
They say, "Seek where the warmth is,"
and often times I do.
But part of me still wants to know
I mean something to you.

Money,
you ain't the one I'm waiting for.
But Money,
who's gonna hold me, who's gonna hold me,
who’s gonna hold me when I can’t hold on anymore.

Tam Lin