Whaty - Sheldon Boyd Reynolds

What do you want from me?

What do you want from me?

You’ve taken everything I need.

What do you want from me?

Hold just a minute

Your grabbing hands have pulled a little too much skin

Hold just a minute

I can’t tell where I begin or where I end.

When will you leave me alone?

I’m down to nothing but a little bit of skin and my bones

When will you leave me alone?

If you take any more all that’s left will be a pile of stones

For every time you take

There’ll be a day you’ll pay

Until you’ve paid your way

To the day

And every time you’ve paid

They’ll lower down your wage

Until you can’t delay

The bed you’ve made