To come through for you must first include me too And I can't come through for me No I can't come through for. . . Oh my honey child stole my money clout(?) No I can't come through for it No I can't come through for sh**'s greed calls And damned if I did answer And If that it ain't you I can't come through for you The words we share with our human heads We spend all day filing it Well thats one big pile of sh** Life was fun until I met someone Then 4 then 3 then 2 So whats it gotta do with you? When I was young I had everyone Then 3 then 2 then 1 Could there never be a no one Oh my honey child stole my money clout No I can't come through with it No I can't get through with it If I ever come through hmm then why not well you But it aint easy like that, better take a long nap yeah Oh money honey child stole my money clout If I can't come through for me I can't come through for you