Two Bux

Better now that we never talk
 But I still play by the rules
 Lust and greed, they freak me out
 But I see the allure
 Look over my shoulder as if sin even exists
 Moralistic musing in the gas station, like
 Two bux
 For the right protection for a few fucks
 Maybe it's worth it, well I doubt that
 I never believe in me
 Upset if I break the rules
 Never took you serious
 But your guilt still touches me
 It must be all that second-hand faith
 Rubbing off on me
 I always liked the music
 Maybe that's how they got to me
 Here I am all alone now thinking about how
 Just two bux
 Oh, they get me feeling like I'm fucked up
 Maybe it's worth it, well I doubt that
 Christ you don't believe in me
 Upset if I break the rules