Musicians Like Gamblers Like Drunks Like Me

Hold, drip fair into your blood Just enough to keep you going To keep your head in the games we'd played Like its all for fun, Than it's all to be won Forgetting it's all for keeps

And pain, some of your loses against your game You add them up, they're about the same Just enough to roll the dice again For another day lay down all the tears Though the house always wins

And you should be, Somewhere else you see I'm dying, a dying breed And you should be, Somewhere else you see I'm dying, a dying breed

And love The curve ball caught by us The perfect mystery not to solve The puppet strings that hold us up To stand, to go to work Find a desk to sit behind and all that shit

And you should be, Somewhere else you see I'm dying, a dying breed And you should be, Somewhere else you see I'm dying, a dying breed

And you Should be, somewhere else you see But you won't, You're stuck by me