Every Chance
Every Chance
Tomorrow's out of your grasp
You give it everything you got
Every chance is your last
Memorizing pieces of the plot
Doesn't help with the act
Curtain still comes down
On your sleight of hand
If you could change anything
You'd ask for a cigarette and a mask
Is that a second line you hear
Every chance is your last
The girl appears
With nothing in her hands
Directing you to the door
Behind the magician
Feel the cut of the saw
Hear the audience gasp
You're back on the street
Torn by the past
Ordering scotch
Staring at a landscape in France
Leave a ten dollar tip
Every chance is your last
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