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