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
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Damn!