Farley Drive - Deck of Cards Lyrics

Step on the gas
Lower class
Bad taste in issues
Infatuate
Medicate or inebriate
You're gonna waste away
That's what they say
It's growing up
Never growing up
I don't wanna think about it
Oh no I won't live my life like this
Am I good enough for you
Good enough for you
Good enough for you
Oh am I good enough oh no
Well I'm a jet black heart
You're a deck of cards
Getting passed around
At a cold stand still
For a cheap thrill
Motel room sold out
Pretty optimal for a hospital
Detox my veins
No topical or optical can fix my brains
Been out of luck
Better shape up
Life's gonna break you
Connect the dots take a shot
Now you get the clue
They're gonna move along
Without you
It's growing up
Never growing up
I don't wanna think about it
Oh no I won't live my life like this
Oh am I good enough for you
Am I good enough for you
Good enough for you
Well I'm not good enough no
Well I'm a jet black heart
You're a deck of cards
Getting passed around
At a cold stand still
For a cheap thrill
Motel room sold out
Pretty optimal for a hospital
Detox my veins
No topical or optical can fix my brains
But you won't let me go another round without a fight
But you won't let me go another round till you see the light
Tell all my good friends not to feel so sad
Because it ain't worth living life like that