Four of the same men are my worst sin

Dressed and looking all like my end

Royal spoons laid across all around the table

I would run out on this devil's game if able

My first time losing they took my head

How this filled my body with inexplicable dread

Second time losing they took my heart

I would have noticed their tricks if I was still smart

Third time losing they took my soul

I gave up on winning the losing had taken it's toll

If there was a way I would bet my body if I could

But a body without a firm will is no good

Losing reminds me I've gambled more than I lost

A job, A love, A family is thy cost

If only I could bet once more again

I promise if given another chance I'd win

A savior or prince who would say the magic cheer

'Double or nothing' was the only advice I needed to hear