you got diamonds in your eyes tonight
throwing fire
trying to make it right
you’re getting higher than the ceiling lights
and falling hard enough to lose the fight

not in it for the money
just in it for the thrill
living in the moment
paying for the kill
golden grill of sadness
mid-life wasted youth
always ends up like this
always gonna lose

dazzle me, dazzle me, dazzle me with gold
you’ll never be what you wanna be with all that money
that money
dazzle me, dazzle me
throw away your gold
you’ll never be what you wanna be
with all that money
that money
that money