Текст песни Broke, Sad & Poor - Eliza Grace

(You, you don′t love me anymore)
Another day, another dollar
No more change, just a blue collar
Another meal, another lost
The sun comes out and then it's gone
I′m only political when I am
Spending the government's money
I'm only a criminal when I can promise I′m gonna get lucky

I′m broke, sad, and I'm poor
Ohh
And you, you don′t love me anymore
You, you don't love me anymore

Down on myself
Gotta fight to change
Pretend that I′m the sun
In a cloud of rain
Squint your eyes
You can see the rays
Wringing out my clothes
Like I don't feel a thing
I know I′m a cynical when I stop counting the cake and the candles
I'm blowing up phones in my spare time
I'm a victim to bitches and man whores

I′m broke, I′m sad, and I'm poor
Ohh
And you, you don′t love me anymore

Leave me analytical
Desperate and pitiful
Close to edge, wanna fly
Told to jump instead
I know I've been critical,
Mean and so cynical

And you, you don′t love me anymore
You, you don't love me anymore
You, you don′t love me anymore