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There's a song buzzing in my head
a melancholy ring
but I know you'll never listen
to this pawn who would be King

I sense you couldn't care less
but I'll say it all the same
I'll tell you what I'm thinking
don't hate the player; hate the game

I've seen the cat that got the cream
and the dogs who hunt in packs
it looks like you've got a Royal Flush
and me a pair of Jacks

I don't believe in miracles
I don't believe in luck
the night you quit me in a mess
left me utterly dumbstruck 

I surrendered to a sleepless night
waited for the dawn
a blackbird sung his first-light song
told me you were gone

In the corridors of learning
I trod ancient cobblestones
my hiding place a shadow
I guess you always knew I hunt alone

Yesterday, tomorrow
I count losses, you count gains
today is not a great place
today's just what still remains