Money in Your Mouth - Akine

Coffee house, blue skies

I walk around crying

About the things I will never say to you, love

About the things I’ll never be to you, love, oh

Shivers pass, and all my legs harness the pain into the pavement

About the things I’ll never be to you, love

And all the things I will never say to you, love

Boy, money in your mouth

You’re surrounded by models opening bottles for you

Money in your mouth

Devour beauty, it never comes out

Turn around, bright eyes

And listen to that song on that peak, 'cause it’s what you like

And kiss me once, it was fine

But only 'cause I pictured you the whole time

And think of the things I will never say to you, love

Think of the things I’ll never be to you, love

It’s not what I want, it’s not what I want

It’s not what I want

Boy, money in your mouth

You’re surrounded by models opening bottles for you

Money in your mouth

Devour the beauty that never comes out

Boy, with that chip on your shoulder

I bet it feels bad gettin' older

Oh, oh, feels bad, I bet it feels bad

Tainted love slips through your iris

Don’t place your bits on it, three months isn’t worth it

Boy with money in your mouth

You’re surrounded by models opening bottles for you

Money in your mouth

Devour the beauty that never comes out

Boy, with that chip on your shoulder

I bet it feels bad gettin' older

Oh, oh, feels bad, I bet it feels bad