The Las Vegas airport:
I'm a little girl
and my mom and dad are with me
We're traveling across the country
We're from Nevada
From the air I see it on the ground
Unfolding
It's 1997, I'm 27
I have a bad credit report
Banks don't trust me
Nobody believes me
Why would they?
You are what you drink
You are what you hate
You are what you leave behind
You were nothing on the days
that you threw away with me
Is this all about money?
I'm a little girl
and my mom and dad are with me
We're traveling across the country
We're from Nevada
From the air I see it on the ground
Unfolding
It's 1997, I'm 27
I have a bad credit report
Banks don't trust me
Nobody believes me
Why would they?
You are what you drink
You are what you hate
You are what you leave behind
You were nothing on the days
that you threw away with me
Is this all about money?
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