Twenty years of schooling I just never learned the math That one and one don't equal two They often equal half Well, I have tried to live the high life The best that I know how And I bought my share of debonair And parlayed it on the crowd Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve Oh, the good old days have past 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 Because the masquerade is over But I was barely there The mask come off the gilded cloth Yet I'm just barely here Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that And slowly I've become undone A stranger with a stranger heart Oh and I, I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that And slowly I've become undone A stranger with a stranger heart I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that And slowly I've become undone A stranger with a stranger heart I do believe that there's no more tricks up my sleeve Oh, the good old days have past and the good times after that And slowly I've become undone A stranger with a stranger heart