Might not look like I know too much But I know looks they can deceive And I was taken in by your touch And I know what that's done to me I no longer trust my senses like I did And if something seems impossible it usually is But I go along for awhile Even when I'm scared to death I smile I give the illusion I'm doing Everything according to some plan But I always keep a wild card in my hand And I once saw a man do magic He cut a woman right in two We held our breath; it was tragic Oh, but in the end, she was good as new Oh I no longer trust my senses like I did And if something seems impossible it usually is But I go along for awhile Even when I'm scared to death I smile I give the illusion I'm doing Everything according to some plan But I always keep a wild card in my hand It's really not so bad, in fact I'm kinda glad That I just can't be had But I go along for awhile Even when I'm scared to death I smile I give the illusion I'm doing Everything according to some plan But you never know when it might hit the fan So I always keep a wild card in my hand