Traffic Island studio apartment

Since the day we moved in
Times have been pretty thin
There's nothing I can do about it
We don't have money to buy any drinks
We are the fucking non-alcoholics
Who used to have plenty of activities
What's with the money they sent
When was the last time you gave me some money to spend
Light up my love I got no money but I love you sweetheart
I wouldn't call it paradise
Sometimes you got to toss the dice
To see what's on the other side
Tough it's a tiny little flat
We don't have any physical contact
You seem to be ok with that 'cause
We'll forget the time we spent
When we move to a studio apartment
We'll forget the things we said
When we move to a studio apartment
Would you pay the rent
Before too soon I'll be living with you in a tent
Light up my love I got no money but I love you sweetheart
Now I'm counting down the days
Thinking of the ways they'll let us stay
Well what more can I say
We are losing the house we live in
Let's call it a new beginning
Maybe we rushed into this
We'll forget the time we spent...