Wild Card

I know my lovers... pretty well

But there's always one

Or some time

That you can't be sure of

And now everybody knows

Someone who's died from it

Or if they don't yet

It's a safe bet someday soon they will

And even if you trust your lovers

They all have secrets, too

Some time or place or person

Never to be revealed to you

And I always thought fortune delt me a lucky hand

That I'd been playing this game with a stacked deck

But when my new lover looks me like that in the eye

I feel like I'm about to lay down the one I've been holding out

Years ago in a grey patch of my past

Lies my wild card

Could be the ace of diamonds or the queen of hearts

Or just another joker laughing if the joke's on me

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