Potted plants hangin' down from the ceilin'Creepin' up my windowsillIf the cats don't get 'emThe winter wind willBut I am a fool and I water them everydayHave some faith in what's his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaireBoth of us drink from a fountain of feelin'Waitin' for the blood to spillIf the doubts don't get us then the apathy willBut I am a fool and I worship you everydayHave some faith in what's his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaireHiding the hurt of fighting and bickeringThinking that we've had our fillIf the lies don't do it then the honesty willBut I am a fool and I water you everydayHave some faith in what's his nameThe deck is stacked, but just the sameI'd rather lose a hand of hearts I swearThan to win a round of solitaire