I Know What I Have

Rent due Friday, I count what remains Cold tap running, I’m boiling the same Shoes split open, still I walk in on time You can read the whole week in the crease of my line No spare change, but I don’t spare a word When they talk down, every syllable’s heard I learned to make plans with a shut-off notice Kept my hands steady while the room went hopeless I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house I came up with less—I can work this out I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go Bus pass bent, lunch packed from last night Mama said, “Stand tall,” so I held my head right Every small bill had a name and a date I got good at arriving before it was late They call it luck when the numbers turn green They didn’t see the nights I kept the lights lean I don’t need pity, don’t dress me in shame I know every cost, and I’m changing the frame I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house I came up with less—I can work this out I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go One key, one room, one promise I kept I made every move with the little I left The numbers can press, they can’t make me fold I’m still the one calling what happens next I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house I came up with less—I can work this out I know what I have, I know what I owe I set my own pace, I decide where we go I decide where we go

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Текст песни
[Куплет 1]
Rent due Friday, I count what remains
Cold tap running, I’m boiling the same
Shoes split open, still I walk in on time
You can read the whole week in the crease of my line
No spare change, but I don’t spare a word
When they talk down, every syllable’s heard
I learned to make plans with a shut-off notice
Kept my hands steady while the room went hopeless

[Припев]
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go
Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house
I came up with less—I can work this out
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go

[Куплет 2]
Bus pass bent, lunch packed from last night
Mama said, “Stand tall,” so I held my head right
Every small bill had a name and a date
I got good at arriving before it was late
They call it luck when the numbers turn green
They didn’t see the nights I kept the lights lean
I don’t need pity, don’t dress me in shame
I know every cost, and I’m changing the frame

[Припев]
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go
Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house
I came up with less—I can work this out
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go

[Бридж]
One key, one room, one promise I kept
I made every move with the little I left
The numbers can press, they can’t make me fold
I’m still the one calling what happens next

[Финальный припев]
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go
Hard times at the door, but they don’t run the house
I came up with less—I can work this out
I know what I have, I know what I owe
I set my own pace, I decide where we go

[Аутро]
I decide where we go

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