The House Always Loses

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The House Always LosesSaw him stumble from his Chevy, through the drapes across my eyesCheap perfume on his old jacket, choked me when he snuck insideHis wife waited with a suitcase, as he staggered up the stairsBitter words mixed with the scent of, betrayal in the airThe ring she threw was wet with tears, it scratched wallpaper I’d had for yearsCos I’ve always been a fixer-upper, There’s creaks in my boards n beamsBut young lovers always give my drywallA fresh coat of hope and dreamsAnd then some player starts to cheatin’like he can do what he choosesThere’s one thing he don’t think of, that when he gambles with loveThe house always losesWell, she ripped the family pictures, from where they were on my wallNow the shadows of one man’s shame, hang on the nails in my hallLaughter and romantic whispers, once roamed through my happy roomsNow the echoes of his sadness, fill the night with silent gloomHe sits with a jug of regret in his hand, and the hole in my roof is a ceiling fanCos I’ve always been a fixer-upperThere’s creaks in my boards n beamsBut young lovers always give my drywallA fresh coat of hope and dreamsAnd then some player starts to cheatin’He’s got plenty of excusesBut he shouldn‘t try and bluff,cos when he gambles with loveThe house always losesNow there’s new couple movin’ inI see the man and can’t help doubting himHe’s watchin’ neighbor girls in summer clothesWell, I just hope that damn fool knowsCh…©2007 Robert George