Fall for your type

I fall for the hopeless ones

The brokenhearted

The ones that don’t see

How a guy like me

Can reincarnate the departed

Love that they once felt

Inside themselves before

They decided to play the hands they were dealt

When none of the cards were hearts

I fashioned myself a slot machine

Out of my brokenhearted parts

Trying my luck at new starts

Trying to win over someone’s heart

Knowing

Every time

That a pull

Isn’t going to pull me up

Every time that I fall