Now and again I get back to the real
I'm on thin ice but I forget
I've learned how to walk like a skater
Sometimes I don't even realize it

But then you hear it crack
Underneath the weight of the weak
Somebody who has power over you
Because the strong have to be meek

It doesn't matter how much I know
Or how many places I've gone
The next card is a flush
It's either a straight or the john

Nothing stays the same
But I will not feel the burning stakes
I will walk the coals naked
And pretend that I have what it takes