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Oh, but you look just like a spade
Just my deal of luck
No ace, no queen or king
No club to win my hands' cut
Special just to me
Special just enough
Back in the graceful days
Of when you used to play
Playing on and pulling on
The ragged strings of my heart
All talk and no game
If you were real, you'd play the same
And you'd gamble a little more
For a piece of this heart
Finally, I called your bluff
I saw it clearly through my hands' cut
A disguise right in the flesh
A fateful move right on to the next
You were playing cruel
All these cards meant nothing to you
Your spade was black from the start
An unlucky game to my heart