Some people kill for less
Some people find it hard to get dressed
Some people will
Ask how old I am
Some people livin' the life
Some people need more than a slice
But when it fades, when the glitter has gone
You know it, you owe it to yourself
I won't let it make you mad it's already crazy
Oh we're lonely one Mercedes down
The brighter lights & their smiles
Their empty hands
Some people don't get much
Some people feel in their touch
With spirit worlds talking to you now
Some people just can't say
Some people just wanna play
They get a kick when it's all messed up
What you thought you'd lost was just mislaid
All the poems written in your skin
