The Gambler

You say I should lower my expectations but I can't I thought we were capable of so much more... So is isolation the last line of defense when You're the only one who's still keeping score? So we fumble our words and use analogies and metaphors to obscure Because we no longer know what we really stand for So why don't you tell me? So Is it really remarkably different now? Now that you buried your dice into the ground? And all you can see is the boredom of life all around Hearts and stomachs don't always see eye to eye It's the convoluted nature of gambling on what's a truth and what's a lie And you can count cards until your face turns hard And your fingers blister with the oppressive heat of indecision And your voice breaks with every change you can imagine And this table is losing its patience with you yet again I say you should lower your expectations but you can't That last bet was worth so much more... So why don't you tell me? So Is it really remarkably different now? Now that you buried your dice into the ground? And all you can see is the boredom of life all around Yeah you're like an elephant in troubled water Yeah you're like an elephant in troubled water And you're looking for your looking for your next fix to make you rich Yeah you're looking for your next fix to make you twitch Yeah you're looking for your next fix to make you sick Yeah you're looking for someone Yeah you're like an elephant in troubled water So why don't you tell me? So Is it really remarkably different now? Now that you buried your dice into the ground? And all you can see is the boredom of life all around