I hope your money keeps you warm Cause I won't be there anymore What the hell was I there for? Tried to Tried to give you love I'm sorry that I pa**ed out cold Same old story and it gets old I'm not the girl that you think I am Late at night when you get home I'll call you drunken on the phone But darling don't you answer me It will only bring us grief We were raised in different homes Poverty was my syndrome Born to lose and doomed to fail Baby you can go to hell I hope your money keeps you warm Buys you car and buys you home I won't show up anymore Drunk at your door I'll miss you so much, I love you I tried to give you what you knew I'm just to different from you Late at night when you get home I'll call you drunken on the phone But darling don't you answer me It will only bring us grief We were raised in different homes Poverty was my syndrome Born to lose and doomed to fail Baby you can go to hell I won't stop dreaming