20 years of schooling
I just never learned the math
That one and one don't equal two

They often equal half

I have tried to live the high life

The best that I know how
And bought my share of debonair
And parlayed it on the crowd


I do believe that there are no more tricks up my sleeve
The good old days have passed and the good times after that

And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart


Well I plan to hit the bottom
The bottle then the top
And I pray that something quits me

Before I gotta stop

Cause the masquerade is over

But I was barely there
The mask come off the gilded cloth
Yet I'm just barely here


I do believe that there are no more tricks up my sleeve
The good old days have passed and the good times after that

And slowly I've become undone
A stranger with a stranger heart