Dead Man's Hand

Bring your gun to the show we'll have ourselves a massacre
Put a bullet in the heart of hatred, lets set differences aside
Betrayal smells alot like you and its a horrible stench
At the hands of a traitor i find myself once again
Well bury your hate
Deceit is the card you play and you fooled me all along
With a poker face you and try and hide yourself but i can see through you now
Now i've got the upper hand and my aces on the table
Read 'em and weep
I tried my hand at diplomacy but even that you turned down
And in my eyes you've sunk so low you might as well have drowned
You set the stakes too high
You placed the wrong bets this time
You set the stakes too high this time
And in the end I will Triumph
Believe me I will Triumph