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Woke up tied to the Devil's bedpost I can't decide which of us is the host Three sixes but a four, the same almost If life is a game, I overdosed All hail the Queen, they said in the toast A bad beat for the girl with black tattoos Heart black, blood blue like a bruise Well I've been putting together two twos And there was really nothing left to lose I am followed by a demon of bad luck I was hit by a bus that rolled off a tow truck I was drowning when lightening struck I walk and talk like a sitting duck Such is life, and I guess I'm fucked A bad beat for the girl with black tattoos Heart black, blood blue like a bruise Well I've been putting together two twos And there was really nothing left to lose In a field of clovers, counting to four I get so mad I can't sleep anymore There are 52 ways with a revolving door There's a loaded revolver in the drawer