You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine  Puttin' in change systematically  Winning streak that you had over me  It's turned into your broken tragedy    Turn your pockets out onto the street  Now you see you've spent it all on me!   You see my true colors out of sink  Now your skin is a pair of sympathies    You've hit the bottom one hundred times before  Now feel the fever as I leave you wanting more  You thought you could turn and walk away  Taking chances that weren't yours to take    When I don't think so my foolish boy  Watch the next one taking all the joy  Hold me, nudge me, spinning me around  Where's the money?   Can't hear the clicking!     Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching    You keep playing me like a fruit mach-ine  Overstretch your gen-er-o-si-ty  For our band, it's leading you astray  The little we had...   You've thrown it all away!     Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a role)  Go! Go! Go! (Yeah you're on a low)  Go! Go! Go!     You find it hard to stop it yeah  You're running like a steam train  Oh I like the way that you do that  Where's the money?   Can't hear the clicking!     Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching    Go!     [Instrumental]    You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine  You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine  You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine  You-keep-play-ing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine    Ker-ching, Ker-ching, oh!   Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching    Oh, you find it hard to stop it yeah  You're running like a steam train    Ker-ching, Ker-ching  Ker-ching, Ker-ching    You-keep-playing-me-like-a-fruit-mach-ine!    these lyrics are submitted by Lucy