Youâre the first to point your fingerThe first to take my cash.You hit the p.i.n.and Iâm-a lose my stash.When I said âbank on meâshould’ve set interest.Well my interest has waned,my interest is spent.Yâknow you always come runningevery payday.But your circuits are downwhen my wallets empty.Youâre 24 hours of plastic clash.Câlockâs running outthis bullâs gotta crash.Yeah thereâs nothing left to say,automatic teller.Youâre aim is always truewhen youâre crying âstick âem up!âBut your vision is offwhen the check comes up.But now the jig is up,your planâs been hatched.A botched burglary,a slack safe crack.The merger didnât work.The buyout never came.My stockâs rising,Iâm off the window pane.Your bargain hunting daysare growing short.You tried to break my bank,Now Iâll break your heart