The Dark Goes On

There are no happy endings,
The bad guy usually wins;
If you need to depend on someone,
It sure isn't your fair-weather friends.

Love is cut down,
Whenever she feels the urge;
It's about sex and control,
The lines begin to merge.

Money is what it's all about,
If you ain't got it, you're out of the circle;
To have a pot to piss in,
Yeah, that would be a miracle.