Gun At My Head Songtext

As good as gold
As good as dead

She's made of paper and string
Paper and string
She knows everything
But I don't care
My conscience clear and cold
I do what I'm told
I'm as good as gold
As good as gold
As good as dead

My money's fake
My payments late
I'm the gold of fools
It's not me you're dreaming of
I can turn my back but not the clock

I know I'm wrong but I'm not feeling sorry I don't mind, I'm not the feeling sorry kind