The Game is Always Different

V1
Met a devil in the bar last Sunday morning
And he thought that he would be my lucky charm
I had a loaded deck just waiting in my pocket
He should’ve known that I would play him like a card
C1
Well I try and I try and I try to make you happy
And it goes like I know that I always thought it should
But then I wake up and the game is always different
And I’m playing for my life, misunderstood
V2
You’re a highroller with my heart but you’re mistaken
You are all in with the hustling of your game
But The dice are always rolled a little different
And in the end you’ll never know who was to blame.
C2
Well I try and I try and I try to make you happy
And it goes like I know that I always thought it should
But then I wake up and the game is always different
And I’m playing for my life, misunderstood

BR
You don’t know the things that I have planned
You don’t really even understand
But I’ll raise, and I’ll ride
C3
Well I try and I try and I try to make you happy
And it goes like I know that I always thought it should
But then I wake up and the game is always different
And I’m playing for my life, misunderstood