The Contract

We cheat death, or at least we try to

Knowing that the money's due

Even if the goods are faulty

The bailiff comes for me and you

A simple loan, the terms unspoken

We take the deal and walk right through

We didn't know the life, the love

The hurt, the consequence, for you

It is a product that we wear

A one-time deal, no money back

Sometimes used and sometimes broken

Sometimes with a mortal lack

The bell that tolls rings loud and truly

And in the end all debts are paid

It only matters if what is owing

Honours the contract that's been made