These covers, may keep me warm at night But they cant take your place, cause they never gonna hold me tight And these pillows, may let me rest my head But they cant say good night and tuck me in before I go to bed Say now baby girl you’re better off that’s what im telling myself But im lying to myself cause I know I dont want nobody else
These lips are missing you Cause these lips aint kissing you These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win These arms are wanting you Cause these arms aint holding you These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win
These candles light up my roon at night But they cant lid the room they way you did when you walked inside, oh baby If these walls could sing about everything theyve witnessed Oh it’d be a sad sad song, and it’ll probably sound something like this
Say now baby girl you’re better off that’s what im telling myself But im lying to myself cause I know I dont want nobody else Cause these lips are missing you
Cause these lips aint kissing you These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win These arms are wanting you Cause these arms aint holding you These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win
Tell me when the hell this loneliness is gonna be over When everything in this room reminds me of you Everytime I think, im getting closer Cause tears drown me out, once again I lose
Cause these lips are missing you Cause these lips aint kissing you I put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win These arms are wanting you Cause these arms aint holding you These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win
Crying like oh oh oh oh These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win Crying like oh oh oh oh These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win These eyes put up a fight But once again these Tears Always Win
He deals the cards as a meditation And those he plays never suspect He doesn't play for the money he wins He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer The sacred geometry of chance The hidden law of a probable outcome The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds He may lay the queen of spades He may conceal a king in his hand While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you You'd maybe think there's something wrong I'm not a man of too many faces The mask I wear is one
Well, those who speak know nothin' And find out to their cost Like those who curse their luck in too many places And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier I know that the clubs are weapons of war I know that diamonds mean money for this art But that's not the shape of my heart That's not the shape, the shape of my heart That's not the shape, the shape of my heart