[Intro]
Yeah, count it up
For the sellers in the room
[Verse 1]
We show up with the good stuff, put the work on display
Clean lots, fair bids, trying to build it the right way
Then the number starts dropping like a stone through the floor
Everybody wants a bargain, nobody wants to pay more
We planned a solid game, had the table set tight
But the odds went sideways by the end of the night
You call it entertainment, call it chance, call it play
Funny how the house gets paid either way
[Hook]
But the sellers keep losing money
While the bids go low and the room gets funny
We bring the goods, we take the blame
You take your cut and still call it a game
Thank you, Whatnot, for the lesson tonight
The odds hit the gutter, but your ledger looks right
[Verse 2]
We’re not asking for a favor, just a fair little run
Let the value meet the item, let the work weigh a ton
But the crowd smells a steal and the price gets thin
Another great piece gone for less than it came in
Fees on the front, fees on the back, margin disappearing
Still smiling for the camera while the balance keeps clearing
They say, “That’s the gamble,” like we don’t understand
But the risk is on the seller and the payout’s in your hand
[Hook]
But the sellers keep losing money
While the bids go low and the room gets funny
We bring the goods, we take the blame
You take your cut and still call it a game
Thank you, Whatnot, for the lesson tonight
The odds hit the gutter, but your ledger looks right
[Bridge]
Run a good game, watch the floor fall out
Raise a little hope, then erase the count
If the hammer lands low, we absorb that hit
Either way, you still get paid off it
[Outro]
So here’s to the sellers, holding the line
Turning thin little margins into overtime
The odds went trash, but the invoice came through
We lost on the sale—and you still got paid too