when it's all lights
to catch the eyes
but ways to drain my soul;
it isn't worth the gamble
any more.
penniless
without tenderness
you let me
give and give
without a take.
now the chips are down;
and I stranded,
on an empty, dewy street
with faded lights
and hungered heart
wishing I had never banked
on Vegas.
the deal was always
loaded
for the house.