I want抍ha in the wrong way

What抯 tomorrow if you抳e got today

And if you subscribe to my way

You erase all this anyway

Out in the mountains and granola

Ah, there抯 a little man lease-to-own ya

 

Hold out your hands

Oh, such little hands

Well, lie to your man

Stay wise to the plan

 

So drivin?makes no sense

慍ause I don抰 even have a license

We could walk and get as far

It just might take a little bit longer

And is your dealer on the corner

Just to give himself a boner

 

Hold out your hands

Stay wise to the plan

 

If what抍ha got is what抍ha need, hell

then I don抰 wanna hear the rest

And if you ever had a thing to sell

Then you know what抍ha got

 

Why would抝a care

If it抯 everywhere

Don抰 leave me here

I抦 always alone

But how would you know

 

I fall down the shaft

Nothing to grab onto

Pull me up

Just like long ago

But how would you know

How would you know

 

So ya need me for the wrong things

Now you抳e got yourself a bird that sings

And ya left me for your owner

Out in the mountains and granola

 

Hold out your hands

Oh such little hands

 

If what抍ha got is what抍ha need, hell

Then I don抰 wanna hear the rest

And if抋 you ever had a thing to sell

Then get rid of the lie

 

If what抍ha got is what抍ha need, hell

Then I don抰 wanna hear the rest

And everybody抯 got a thing to sell

Don抰 need what抍ha got