I never thought
   you were a tree at all, much less a money tree
.   I saw you as my partner is all, someone to balance me
     Guess you didn't need me as much as I needed you
.   So now you interrupt me constantly, you love to make me blue, to crush and hurt and call me greedy to make me feel like I'm just needy to make me feel so incomplete So insignificant, So indiscreet. As though I somehow have a choice, as though I even had a voice
You cut me off  without a chance and leave me nothing but second hands, I scrimp and scrape
and gather together to afford gas in my
car & food on the table
yet in your revenge
To conquer me
to make me as
small as I can be
You toss some
pocket change
my way then
turn your back
  on me & tell
  everyone I must
  think you're
my money tree