�����������������Get this off my mindMy voice yells insideIt tells me all the timeThat I could leave right nowOh, it tears me up to see this placeGreen in a machine wash grayBut all we know is thisI've been trying for the past four yearsBroken a lie to get this hereIt's not the heart that makes the manIt's the money in his handsIt's been a struggle for the past few nightsI had to quit to realizeThat I can't waste no time on itIn case this is all I getOoh, I'm hereOne month and seven daysTo lose the love it takesAnd grow plastic from my handsSo I can leave right nowOh, it tears me up to see this placeGreen in a machine wash grayWith all the shine and redsI've been trying for the past four yearsBroken a lie to get this hereIt's not the heart that makes the manIt's the money in his handsIt's been a struggle for the past few nightsI had to quit to realizeThat I can't waste no time on itIn case this is all I getOh, it tears me up to see this placeI've been trying for the past four yearsBroken the lie to get this hereIt's not the heart that makes the manIt's the money in his handsIt's been a struggle for the past few nightsI had to quit to realizeThat I can't waste no time on itIn case this is all I getI get*