Thieves prefer the glitter of gold

And I am but tarnished silver.

Buyers prefer the glitter of gold

And I am but tarnished silver.

I am destined to sit on the shelf

to watch as the gold disappears.

I wait for someone to see me

To say that I am what they want.

For if they were to make me their own,

If they could love me for my faults,

Then I would never get stolen or bought

For thieves and buyers prefer the glitter of gold

And I am but tarnished silver.