Milk
I never
Check my change
Because
At the end of
The day
How much change
Is going to
Happen
Without my
Knowledge
Without
My control
Without it happening
Anyway
Regardless
The silver and gold
Left in
Your pocket
At the end
Of the day
At the end of the
Night
Will or won't
Be there
At the end of
It all
Whatever is left
Is left
And there isn't
Any point
In crying
About the
Things that you
Spilt
Which you were
Going to lose
Anyway