Dear old friend,
I’m sorry I’m breaking your heart
And this is hard for you to understand.
I threw a wild card in
and you know I won’t be forced my hand.
You’re calling my bluff,
but I’m folding and cashing in my chips.
I was there when the chips were low,
But you played your cards close to your chest.
So don’t call on me old friend,
Upping the ante, don’t call on me.
While I laid my cards on the table
And didn’t keep a single one up my sleeve.
So don’t call on me old friend,
Don’t call on me -calling a spade, a spade.
[Follow suit]
La Absurda 