It's bad luck, the endgame Feed the players teeth and tales A river dried out now No more gold for you to lay out Woes and blows, give it up now While you're still on the cusp It's a bad omen The purveyors of lost treasures without measure Oh, what is left of your two cents? A scene It's time to leave the game now Is it though? I guess so Give me one more dance A triumph owned with bluff and loans A few good stories, late-night glories It's a bad look, give your all While you're not in control It's bad omens, they're good players You're a bad loser Who cares now? Oh, what is left of your two cents? A scene It's hard to leave the game now Is it though? I guess so Let me draw the line Oh, what is left of your two cents? A scene It's time to leave the game now Is it though? I guess so Lost youth can't be reclaimed