The list of things I could live without

Grows longer as I move everything around

Behind all the furniture

Pointed toward her

To keep her in my sights

To keep her in my life.

By all means, she can get ahead of herself

I had already be there

I'll already be there to meet her.

She's no traitor

I've got no chaser

For a leg up

I've got no chaser

She's no traitor

For a joint account

She gave me everything that she had left.

(She doesn't love)

Anything for herself

But for me, she goes way in, way in, way into the red.

She saw every hand in my pocket

She sold her gold rush

She watched me lose face every day

Rather than lose me

She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush

She was the gold rush

She sold every hand in her pocket

And she sawed off every hand.

(She doesn't love)

Anything for herself

But for me, she goes way in, way in, way into the red.

She saw every hand in my pocket

She sold her gold rush

She watched me lose face every day

Rather than lose me

She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush

She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush

She was the gold rush, she was the gold rush.

What I have will believe you until now

Even doing nothing I am making the most of somehow

And the credit goes to her

It's the bad day speaking red

Gotta keep her in my sights

Gotta keep her in my life.

By all means, she can get ahead of herself

I had already be there

I'll already be there to meet her.