Lyrics

You Sold Yourself for Nothing
Christian DeArmond © 2020

You work until your body’s gone
And the boss can’t use you anymore
Tried so hard to scrimp and save
Now they push you out the door.

Out the door
They abhor you
You made yourself their whore, but
You sold yourself for nothing.

You always tried to play their games
Gave up pride and your simple dreams
All that remains is shame
You gave your ends up to their means

Out the door
They abhor you
You made yourself their whore, but
You sold yourself for nothing

There should have been a better way
Your broken sorrows flowing through your blood
Your mind screams behind a wall of pain
It’s ash to ash and mud to mud

Out the door
They abhor you
You made yourself their whore, but
You sold yourself for nothing