I got a million questions, like: Why the hell can't heaven be on Earth?
Why the good folks have to hurt?
Why's life a lesson? Why does every single blessing have a curse?
Why does love take so much work?
And why does mom and daddy's hair have to turn grey
I guess everyone's got reasons why their shoulders carry weight
There's been a few days I've 'bout folded
But I found one more card to play
Been a few days I was hopeless
And I'd be damned if I threw in this
Guess that's life and I remind myself to spend more time
Talking to the dealer than worrying about the hands I'm dealt
It sure feels like life would be better
If parts like mine would never wind up broke
It aingt how many stories go
I won't lie, I'm tired of walking through this fire and brimestone stone world we all call home
But I'm, I'm still sitting at the table making bets
Betting that some better times are coming up ahead, yeah
There's been a few days I've 'bout folded
But I found one more card to play
Been a few days I was hopeless
And I'd be damned if I threw in this
Guess that's life and I remind myself to spend more time
Talking to the dealer than worrying about the hands I'm dealt
The hands I'm dealt
And I used to think you're supposed to pray
Cause it was something that God needs
But now I see it's less for him and really more for me
There's been a few days I've 'bout folded
But I found one more card to play
Been a few days I was hopeless
And I'd be damned if I threw in this
I guess that's life and I remind myself to spend more time
Talking to the dealer than worrying about the hands I'm dealt
The hands I'm dealt
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