Paroles
Twenty years of schooling
I just never learned the math
That one and one don't equal two
They often equal half
Well, I have tried to live the high life
The best that I know how
And I bought my share of debonair
And parlayed it on the crowd
Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve
Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that
And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart
Well, I plan to hit the bottom
The bottle then the top
And I pray that something quits me
Before I gotta stop
Because the masquerade is over
But I was barely there
The mask come off the gilded cloth
Yet I'm just barely here
Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve
Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that
And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart
Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve
Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that
And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart
I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve
Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that
And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart
I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve
Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that
And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart
