I cut my nails to the quick
but still i was caught with my hand in the till red-handed
give me something, give me anything
the threat of everything is when it becomes nothing at all
fingers reaching, trophy swelling
that's when desire trips me up...
got a new technique
money let's the pieces fit where they fall
privilege -- it sanctions everything
security -- a net under it all
my fingers reaching, the trophy swelling
that's when desire trips me up
i cut my nails to the quick
but still i was caught with my hand in the till red-handed