Lyrics: Woods. Broke.

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I don't have the money to visit you this week
But I can't take another week without you
And I don't have the wherewithal
To stop myself from getting on a train
To take another train to take me to your house

But I can't stop telling everyone about you
You'd be easier to say I'd never met you
Still I can't stop telling everyone about you

I hear the girls all look the same
And the boys all carry on
Like all the beer and liquor'd
Go to waste if they were gone
So I make my way to Blackrock on the 7.40 train
Know that in the morning I'll be on that train again

Still I can't stop telling everyone about you
It'd be easier to say I'd never met you
But I can't stop telling everyone about you
About you

Well I'm going broke, yeah I'm going broke this week
I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week
I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week
I'm going broke, I'm going broke

I don't have the money to visit you this week
But I can't take another week without you
And I don't have the self control
To stop myself from getting on a train
To take another train to take me to your house

But you won't spend the money and you won't take the train
So I'm the one who's waiting on this platform in the rain
It looks like I'm the sucker going broke this week again