I never really did like nail salons
Or gold and diamond studded jewlery
It reminds me of my father
Who has always thought
That the best way he could show love
Was in the numbers stamped on a price tag
The materal wolrd filled with materialistic people
Trying to buy what can not be bought
Just give me something that
You haven't thought to give,
Lets make memories
And collect them like currency in a jar
Thats on top of the fridge
And every year we can cash them in
And see all the things we have gotten
Without ever wasting a penny on them
Because if there's one thing that is priceless

It is the love that is given not bought