Never put a price on love Girl no wonder why my pockets are dry 'Cause I've been thinking bout you Hit the breaks hold up I still got a ways to go Yes, I know that I gotta undo 'em Why do I lose Everything close to me? It ain't supposed to be in a tomb Well I'm raiding that tomb Maybe I was lacking Everything you're looking for Goodbye I'm a goner Cheap Trick, Linkin Park and some Nirvana Spin on record if I roll up marijuana Said I'm sorry mama That's only for the song huh Or if I'm going through some mother fuckin' trauma Fabrication necessary for the dollars That's why they really coming in, mhm No, I haven't seen a soul that's quite as pretty as yours Good thing the soul matches the face I just couldn't win the race, a disgrace Load the armor go to war Hideaway to cope with all this boredom, boredom Find a way to get inside of my head Should've just done everything different Never put a price on love Girl no wonder why my pockets are dry 'Cause I've been thinking bout you Hit the breaks hold up I still got a ways to go Yes, I know that I gotta undo 'em Why do I lose Everything close to me? It ain't supposed to be in a tomb Well I'm raiding that tomb