Full House

It's all in the shuffle

The deck is stacked against you

"Place your bets, it's your last chance!"

Then you fold your hand before you play the game

You never want to sacrifice

Because to you it's all unfair.

So wear that poker face and try to shrug it off

If seeing is believing then you might as well beblind

Because the searching leaves you faithless and the

Outcome undefined

But still you wait for something, for someone, to let

Down

You're losing again

There is never a question it all goes unnoticed

There is nothing to risk or to gain

You're so used to being used to everything

Still, you never want to sacrifice

Because to you it's all unfair

The more that you hold on the more it slips away

Again and again, you try to make some sense

But it all turns out the same

What has changed?

Then you find that you're just the same

As anybody

So tell me now, who is left to blame?