20 years of schooling

I just never learned the math

That one and one don't equal two

They often equal half



I have tried to live the high life

The best that I know how

And bought my share of debonair

And parlayed it on the crowd



I do believe that there are no more tricks up my sleeve

The good old days have passed and the good times after that

And slowly I've become undone

A stranger with a stranger heart



Well I plan to hit the bottom

The bottle then the top

And I pray that something quits me

Before I gotta stop



Cause the masquerade is over

But I was barely there

The mask come off the gilded cloth

Yet I'm just barely here



I do believe that there are no more tricks up my sleeve

The good old days have passed and the good times after that

And slowly I've become undone

A stranger with a stranger heart