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