Where will you be when the money's gone?
                when the rent is due,
                 eviction slip pinned to your door.

                  Mom and dad won't help anymore.

                    Forced to shiver in the cold,
                    on the street paper cup in hand,
                    watering eyes and a trembling lip.

                       strangers sneer and laugh.

                        Crawling on your belly at night,
                         through the alleyways,
                         looking for new flesh to eat.

                          There's no one left to drain.
                        

                         When you're all alone,
                      will it be a slice down the wrist,
                       or a rope around your neck?