"One For The Money" lyrics
"One For The Money"
Am I good enough? Am I what you want?
Three cheers for disenchantment
A paupers grave for a dead romantic
You wouldn't notice, but look closer, you'll see
I wear my crooked smile through a set of gritted teeth
No, I'm not the one to blame
Villains aren't born, they're made
Missing pieces of ourselves
That we lost but had to sell
Just good monsters
But it's one for the money and two for the martyr
Two for the martyr
They'll get a taste for blood soon enough
It's second nature
No place for innocence here
It's the same game, different players
Liars and betrayers
Wolves can't change their skin
What's eating you is feeding them
No, I'm not the one to blame
Villains aren't born, they're made
Missing pieces of ourselves
That we lost but had to sell
Just good monsters
But it's one for the money and two for the martyr
So if I'm the villain of the story
Be sure that you tell them what chapter you made me
What chapter you made me
No, I'm not the one to blame
Villains aren't born, they're made
Missing pieces of ourselves
That we lost but had to sell
Just good monsters
But it's one for the money and two for the martyr
One for the money and two for the martyr
One for the money and two for the martyr
Two for the martyr
But it's one for the money and two for the martyr
Writer(s): Nathaniel William Porter
- AZLyrics
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- Arankai Lyrics
album:
"A Portrait Of Red" (2025)
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