Gambling Addiction
One, two, three
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Deep in another life
You're puffing down a pack in the kitchen
You don't look a day past 21 and
I've got a gambling addiction
And you got a taste for the finer things
When I hit a lucky roulette streak
We were gonna get a pawn shop diamond ring
But we blew it on a used red Jeep
So the cat's in the cradle and we both went bankrupt
Coupon cuttin' through the week
But you still look rich in your Vegas make-up
I'm still in a wet dream
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
(La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la)
So how many times will it take till I quit
Finding you lost out in Long Island
And we're both screwed
When we drink liquor, you're in my lap
Still a 13th curse to call you back
I think we both knew
We'd stay inside a silent truth
The pressure of a shrinking room
Pulls me into you
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Deep in another world
You got my belt unbuckled in a bathroom
Everybody's weak for a quickie, baby
We both know we are too
Hands in your hair while the water beats down
Let me be a carnivore
Touch me slow while you choke me out
I'm your loyal Labrador
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
So how many times will it take till I quit
Finding you lost out in Long Island
And we're both screwed
When we drink liquor, you're in my lap
Still a 13th curse to call you back
I think we both knew
We'd stay inside a silent truth
The pressure of a shrinking room
Pulls me into you
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la
Deep in another life
I miss my ride to the city
You never got to see my eyes
Never got a chance to miss me
Compositor: Sasha Allen