Nobody Gives a Damn About Songs Anymore

I can't remember when I felt this lost
Took a wrong turn trying to carry this cross
Why'd I have to go and get blessed with a curse
I'm chasing death or money, whichever comes first

[Chorus:]
One for the money, four on the floor
You were born last week with your foot in the door
I heard truth is what songs are for
Nobody gives a damn about songs anymore

You had everything you needed to get it all right
You said you're gonna get rich if it takes all night
Should I go Texas or Tennessee
Or lock myself in Tulsa and throw away the key

[Chorus x3]