She stared at me...
A wink, the red lipstick
Her conscience produced pity
Pity on me, pity on myself
My eyes were lost
While not glancing at the red mouth
Looking for lostness
Scared by shame

Cigarette in my pocket
Could she lend me a lighter?
Stakes are higher
Social life just for the wild roses
Fake 'till you make it
Oh my oh my
My ashamed smile

Cigarette lit
Nicotine and smoke
My brain's got a beat
I have a cheat
Life's a *****
She had a Royal Straight Flush...