You take your time finding the silver lining
You pretend to sort a deck of cards
but I know you
Your overthinking things again
I don't pretend to wait impatiently
Even if I could count the lines in your face
And see the pictures carved in your skin
I see the evidence of a hard life but...
You hand me a pile of cards
I peer over my cards
and you wink at me from behind yours
I can tell you want to stay here indefinitely
but you just can't hold what you are given
So afraid of what was
of what may come
but I'm not them
It's not another false promise
It's just an observation
Got any sixes?
You don't have to do anything
but what I need...
Is something you just don't want to do
I'm for the taking
and you keep starving
Got a king?
God I hate this game!