Fistful of Fivers Songtext

von Woodenbox With a Fistful of Fivers

Oh the strangest thing, this local boy
Is trying his hardest to annoy
Every inch oh me
And it's working

He wouldn't look another way
And he was always begging us to stay
None of what he says
Is worth it

Oh why could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?
Why could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?

But a man can't sell out if he's never for sale
Maybe he'd try, oh, if he thought he couldn't fail

He only wants her now when she needs him less
And he's trying his hardest to impress
Everybody else
And it's horrible

He only wants her now cause she needs him less
And he's always been too proud and obsessed
But no one can see
Why she likes him, ohh

Why could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?
Why could he not see
She's still everything that he sees?

But a man can't sell out if he's never for sale
Maybe he'd try if he thought he couldn't

First foot forward and your
Fistful of fivers
Will only last you two more days

First foot forward, your
Fistful of fivers
Will only last you two more days

Why he could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?
Why he could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?

Oh why he could he not see
She's still everything that he needs?
Oh why he could he not see
That she's everything that he needs?

But a man can't sell out if he's never for sale
Maybe he'd try if he thought he couldn't fail