there's a slot machine inside your skull right beside a pretty girl she says don't forget honey the drinks are all free and there's a prayer you whisper 'fore you make your bed it's the one you'll lie in with your sweetheart regret yeah your sweetheart regret chorus: there's a price you pay for taking a crack just to stand up here but let's not talk about that no no let's not talk about that you grip the handle in the dark and move out of the light pull with all of your heart pull with all of your might hey kid pull with all of your life it feels like a dream but they're starting to deal and the backdrop's plastic and always surreal