These same songs that we keep writing Are gonna keep us honest, at least so I'm hoping And speaking of honest, I lie a lot Lie down with strangers when I'm sleeping I lie about drinking, I lied about dreaming I've just been sleeping off this weight It's gonna take chances to keep us alive And the chances are looking slim Baby, we're dying or maybe we're living Over and over again What if you do wrong so long that it feels right? What if two is too many to fight? Are you gonna be a rich girl for all your life? Or give up your sense of truth for the night? It's gonna take chances to keep us alive And the chances are looking slim Baby, we're dying or maybe we're living Over and over and over and over again I wish I had strong hands and a whole lot of insight To fix up this mess I insist to write And a little bit of alimony to leave behind To all my loved ones in case I up and flee this It's gonna take chances to keep us alive And the chances are looking slim Baby, we're dying or maybe were living Over and over and over and over and over and over Again