there's a slot machine inside your skull
right beside a pretty girl
she says don't forget honey the drinks are all free
and there's a prayer you whisper 'fore you make your bed
it's the one you'll lie in with your sweetheart regret
yeah your sweetheart regret
chorus:
there's a price you pay for taking a crack
just to stand up here but let's not talk about that
no no let's not talk about that
you grip the handle in the dark and move out of the light
pull with all of your heart pull with all of your might
hey kid pull with all of your life
it feels like a dream but they're starting to deal
and the backdrop's plastic and always surreal