Worthless

Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket I'm a wild horse pawing at the cracked dead earth The stoplight turning and a long white lincoln Goes screaming by, the bass line lingers It’s hot as the devil, the rubber and the metal Black smell of something burning I never did wrong, i never did gamble Til the day you called me worthless Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket I'm a fuse box sparking in the summer grass I'm a hooded figure, a crazy killer I’m a dead man walking on the overpass It's hot as the devil, the asphalt melting The sweat wet smell of danger I never did wrong, i never was tempted Til the day you named my anger Two quarters in my hand, nothing else in my pocket I'm a count-down rocket in a cloud of smoke My fists are clenched, my whole body tense My mouth screwed up, my eyes half closed It's hot as the devil, a screaming kettle The bassline slowly burning I never did wrong, I was kind and careful Til the day you called me worthless