

Cards are dealt.
The wheel spins in the dark.
Dimly lit table, green felt under hands
Holding on to pairs that no one understands
Waiting for the paint,
waiting for the king
Just one more discard,
let the sirens sing The dealer watches,
cold and stone
In this crowd
we
stand alone
Will you break
or will you
fold?
Jacks or better, keep the streak alive
Double down to watch the numbers rise
Slick and cold under the ceiling glare
Catching lightning in the midnight air
Staring down the face cards,
queen of hearts
This is where the late-night fever starts
No more looking back,
the bet is set
A quiet game of patience and regret Jacks or better,
keep the streak alive
Double down to watch the numbers rise
Slick and cold under the ceiling glare
Catching lightning in the midnight air Jacks or better...
The wheel spins
out. Just one
more...