"Spare Change"
Aching, longing 
Save all your hands for me 
'Cause I won't share them 
With anything, anyone else.
I grew from you
Branches from a dying tree
But I could save you
If only you looked for me.
You can break me
I'm a piggy bank on the floor 
Watch all my spare change 
Roll out the door
Watch all my spare change 
Roll across the floor 
Watching me through 
Your glass door.
Save your smile for 
Everybody else you see 
'Cause I don't want the 
One that you make for me.
You can break me 
I'm a piggy bank on the floor 
Watch all my spare change 
Roll out the door 
Watch all my spare change 
Roll across the floor 
Watching me through 
Your glass door.
Your door.
The more that I tried 
The more that you pried 
Yourself away.