You’re the first to point your finger   The first to take my cash   You hit the p-i-n   and I’m-a lose my stash   When I said bank on me   should have set interest   Well my interest has waned   my interest is spent      You know you always come running   every payday   But your circuits are down   when my wallets empty   You’re 24 hours of plastic clash   Clock’s running out   this bull’s gotta crash      Yeah there’s nothing left to say   automatic teller      You’re aim is always true   when you’re crying stick ‘em up   But your vision is off   when the check comes up   But now the jig is up   your plan’s been hatched   A botched burglary   a slack safe crack      The merger didn’t work   The buyout never came   My stock’s rising   I’m off the window pane   Your bargain hunting days   are growing short   You tried to break my bank   Now I’ll break your heart