Money's Gone

Someday we'll ask 'what's it worth?'
And how can some dirt cost the earth?
It's not what was paid at the time
But it's how you sell, not how you buy

If I knew all along
The worth of these bones
The things that I'm losing the most of my dirty cash on
Tonight, I'm taking back control
I'll beg, I'll fight for things I think I own
Money's gone

Value goes up, then heads down
With no rhyme or reason allowed
And isn't it time we should sell?
This junk is just making life hell

If I knew all along
The worth of my bones
The things that you're losing the most of my dirty cash on
Tonight, I'm taking back control
I'll beg, I'll fight for things I thought I owned
Money's gone

No cash in my hand, no hope for my schemes
No way I can buy myself out of your dreams

If I knew all along
The worth of my bones
The things that your losing the most of my dirty cash on
Tonight, I'm taking back control
I'll beg, I'll fight for things I thought I owned
But the money's gone