Going For Broke
Don't matter what they say
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
You're a seasoned liar
You threw me in the fire
But all these tears won't save me
From what you decided
I'm paying all all my dues
Should I pay yours for you
You wouldn't do the same
If you were in my shoes
Work ain't working out for me
And this bullshit salary
Ain't enough to give up my dreams
Throwing out my telephone
Cutting up my credit cards
I don't think I'll ever come home
Don't matter what they say
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
Cause you're problems
Ain't my problems
I got enough of my own
Fuck your problems
Ain't my problems
I got enough of my own
Work ain't working out for me
And this bullshit salary
Ain't enough to give up my dreams
Throwing out my telephone
Cutting up my credit cards
I don't think I'll ever come home
Don't matter what they say
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
You're a seasoned liar
You threw me in the fire
But all these tears won't save me
From what you decided
I'm paying all all my dues
Should I pay yours for you
You wouldn't do the same
If you were in my shoes
Work ain't working out for me
And this bullshit salary
Ain't enough to give up my dreams
Throwing out my telephone
Cutting up my credit cards
I don't think I'll ever come home
Don't matter what they say
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
Cause you're problems
Ain't my problems
I got enough of my own
Fuck your problems
Ain't my problems
I got enough of my own
Work ain't working out for me
And this bullshit salary
Ain't enough to give up my dreams
Throwing out my telephone
Cutting up my credit cards
I don't think I'll ever come home
Don't matter what they say
Cause you know they're gonna go up in smoke
So many things in my way
But you know I'm still going for broke
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Writer(s): Marc Cortese
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