Rolling dice on borrowed time

Whiskey roads and crooked signs

Every hand I play ain’t mine

But I still call the bluff

A shadow walks a step behind

Laughin’ like an old friend might

Tells me boy, don’t waste your fight

Just lean into the luck

Oh, the house don’t break, the house don’t bend

The wheel keeps turnin’ till the bitter end

I ain’t got a name, I ain’t got a past

Just a stacked deck and a shot glass

I hear voices hummin’ low

Songs I know but don’t recall

Like echoes bouncin’ off the walls

Of some old motel room

Cards keep changin’ in my hands

Nothin’ ever stays the same

Guess I shoulda known the game

Was never mine to lose

Oh, the house don’t break, the house don’t bend

The wheel keeps turnin’ till the bitter end

I ain’t got a name, I ain’t got a past

Just a stacked deck and a shot glass

Someone’s got a tell, someone’s got a plan

Someone’s got the strings tight in their hand

And I don’t know which side I’m on

But the bet’s been placed, the deal is drawn

Oh, the house don’t break, the house don’t bend

The wheel keeps turnin’ till the bitter end

I ain’t got a name, I ain’t got a past

Just a stacked deck and a shot glass

Maybe I was always playin’ blind

Maybe it was set before my time

Maybe the man smilin’ back in the glass

Ain’t ever been mine

No, it ain't ever been mine

Ain't ever...

Been...

Mine.