Washed up, sold out
Given in, broken down
Fell short, cast aside
Why does she still try

Busy work, dead ends, talking big to fake friends
Hoping someone gives her a chance
Spinning wheels, chump change, selling short to get paid
How long you think that will last?

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse

Hopeless, futile
Abandon ship
Kiss your dreams goodbye

Busy work, dead ends, talking big to fake friends
Hoping someone gives her a chance
Spinning wheels, chump change, selling short to get paid
How long you think that will last?

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse

Fire burning through every 9 to 5
I tried to put it out but these cinders just wouldn't die
Even if I'm melting down and it seems like I'm out of time
It's a small price to pay to be able to sleep at night
Cus I can't live with this what if
They don't see these chains, but I'm a slave to the muse

I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse
I'm not a whore for the money
I don't do it cuz Im destitute
I might lease my soul to the devil
But I do it for the muse
I do it for the muse