To Make a Buck

I come here and you speak to
me like I should know
better

Tell that to the bartender
she only works here
gotta make a buck

Thats how it goes

Visions of backlit dartboards
fuel my prose

Arrows stick like sins
that look much more like bartenders
working for a buck

Whatre you gonna spend it on?
An engagement ring?
Give me a break

You cant afford love

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