Hey Poverty,nDid you know they're buying and selling nLove and hate on the black market? nWhy don't you go to wreck it? nnAnd she wakes up on the 13th floornI hear they have a back roomnWhere they're gonna fill you with pills until you chokenAnd he strokes his fingers through her dark hairnnShe said something about neutral, nOr was it comfort? nIt was some kind of bullshit like that nThat got him here in the first placennHere's where he bleeds unnecessarily from the wreckagenAnd I know you can't see the wind, lovenBut you know how it blows you away from menAnd you fall back on your own devicesnnThere's a secret society that wants you nAnd only you to be a billboard that reads:nI'm the worst one-night-stand you'll ever haven'cause I get too attached.nnHey Ingenius One,nDid you know you're just a little girlnBut you're still for sale in this 'free-world?' nnSo speak to me in the third-personnBecause the first one is a liarnAnd the second one is wasted on powernAnd she'll devour you if you let hernnAnd I just wanted you to hold my handnI just wanted you to love me nSo I could forget who I was for a little while nInstead I sit here nnHey FuckernDid you know they're buying and selling nHookers and guns on the stock market? nThis is how you wreck itnnAnd she's jumping off the 13th floor. nCould you call me when you're half way downnSo I could wave goodbyenAnd watch as you fall down here? nnHere's where you bleed unneccessarily from the wreckagenAnd no, you can't see the wind, lovenBut you know how it carries you away from menAnd you fall back on your own devicesnnThis is how it ends, don't you know?