Do you remember what we're playing? Something 'bout wild cards and diamonds And the third of the needle breaks the spell As the record stops playing Ain't you got a flight in the morning? Cause it's morning now baby And you'll miss it maybe I'll miss it maybe If you don't miss it baby And I get that sinking feeling That I could be wrong Yeah I get that sinking feeling That I'm wrong Here comes that sinking feeling That I'm wrong Here comes that sinking feeling That I'm wrong Here comes that sinking feeling That I'm wrong Tell me what you want Tell me how to feel I can deal Tell me who to be What you need I'll be anyone Anyone that comes to mind A different face a different time I'd rather be that than be a shell of what I was When I what I was wasn't all that you see It's not a part of me No And I get that sinking feeling That I could be wrong