Palpitations in Love

I Never was a Gambler

Run a rake then dig a hole

Fill it with things you used to know

The old, the new, the common, the few

And watch it burn

Carelessly douse all you've got left

With gallons of kerosene and gasoline

Make it large, make a scene

Then light it with your cigarette

String the bow and polish the bullet

Take an intuitive shot without aiming perfectly

Miss everything purposely & deliberately

And blame the neighbor's boy

Sleep standing up with the dogs

Wear your chocolate and eat your clogs

Don't elaborate on you opinions

And just reread the prologue

Not to prolong the longevity

Or do injustice to the small pleasantries

But I don't really think we should be here

So pack up the relics and tapestries

For you were never of royalty

And I have never claimed to be

So stare upon the ceaseless sea longingly

And go over what it is that you want from me

But when I go free and make my way

Promise me that won't be the day

That finally you look up and say

That you really do want me to stay

Dismayed and dazed I'd be too broken

To answer yes or no, to be ever certain

I was never a gambler baby

So don't make me throw in

When my hands have always been empty

Save the callouses and the nicotine

At best I'd have a pair of threes

And you'd then dawn your self proclaimed royalty