Monopoly

I don't know what else to do
 I would rather do anything
 Than write this song for you
 And perpetuate this thing
 In my head, in my living room
 With the usual arsenal
 Of broken chords and rusty strings
 To surrender all
 And I don't like to be so weak
 Retreating behind these lines
 The same old tongue-in-cheek
 Regretting that both are mine
 And I don't like to live this way
 This is really true
 But I know better than to pray now
 About what I just have to learn to do
 But imagine the nerve of God
 Letting me let you in
 And I thought I could let you go in grace
 I've gotta think again
 Because right now I would be bought and sold
 To see your face somewhere
 I would sell your sweet soul
 Just to touch your crazy black gold hair
 I don't care what's really real
 I was someone that you'd heard of
 I saw heaven in your eyes
 And we made a deal
 And that's what I know of love
 Music, it never goes
 But I told you I hate that shit
 When people say "well you know you got a song out of it"
 But I don't know what else to do
 I would rather be anywhere
 Than here without you