All the young and the pretty things
Walking around with the diamond rings
And you'd do the same every time
Loaded up with the lastest names
The spoils of some ill-gotten gains
And you need that shame in your life
And you know you got nothing for free?
It's not a matter of what you say
It doesn't matter how much you pay
Because they won't let go
No, they won't let go of you
It doesn't matter how hard you try
It doesn't matter how much you buy
Because you want what's owed
Because you want what's owed to you
All the stars and the air-brushed teens
Sliding out of the limousines
You can see your name up in lights
Every day it's a different dream
Staring out of your magazine
You could buy that face
You'd be the perfect wife
And you know you get nothing for free?
It's not a matter of what you say
It doesn't matter how much you pay
Because they won't let go
No, they won't let go of you
It doesn't matter how hard you try
It doesn't matter how much you buy
Because you want what's owed
Because you want what's owed to you
Everybody wants some piece of the action
Everybody needs it, jealousy feeds it
Living on the bread-line?
Still gonna get mine
More alone than you've ever been
Topping up on your self-esteem
You can fill that space in your soul
Take a trip with your credit card
Fill the back of your brand-new car
You can live that dream
You can fill that hole
But you know you've got nothing on me
And you know you get nothing for free?
It's not a matter of what you say
It doesn't matter how much you pay
Because they won't let go
No, they won't let go of you
It doesn't matter how hard you try
It doesn't matter how much you buy
Because you want what's owed
Because you want what's owed to you
Everybody wants some piece of the action
Everbody needs it, jealousy feeds it
Living on the bread-line?
Still gonna get mine
Writer(s): Richard James Silverthorn, Mark Hockings
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