Money - Michelle Chamuel

When we started you were always down

Down to go out, down to go out

Never seemed to want to stay at home with me

Out to dinner and you’d always be

Checking your phone, checking your phone

How come you’re never checking up on me

You say you’re busy till it’s my turn to pay

Lean in to kiss you and you just look away

There is a pattern that I’m starting to see

You don’t want my love, you don’t want my love

You just want my money

You don’t want my love, you just want my money

Asked you out to my favorite show

Said you can’t go, said you can’t go

So I went ahead and got myself a seat

Then I tell you that I’m VIP

Now you can go, now you can go

Till you find out that you can’t get in for free

Thought it would be enough, to give you all my love

Then you would see that I was worth your time and

You’d give it back to me, but now it’s plain to see

That you don’t want my love, and you never did

You don’t want my love, you don’t want my love