And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present
Half moon in the sky tonight, bright enough
I'll always drag with me from my past
And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing
But your memory leaves my stomach churning
'Cause cheap is how I feel
And maybe strike a deal
Feeling like a lie about to be revealed
To the question why is it that every time I see you
My love grows a little stronger
I hate the shadows that they cast
I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight, to fall into
And when a bum asks you for a quarter, you give a dollar
To prove to you that what I said was real
If he's out tonight he must be truly down
For something small and frail and plastic, baby
Your body for my soul, fair swap
To come up with an answer
It's not the smell in here that gets to me it's the lights
But I'll horde all this to myself
'Cause cheap is how I feel