I will fight
I will fight for you
I always do until my heart
Is black and blue
And I will stay
I will stay with you
We'll make it to the other side
Like lovers do
I'll reach my hands out in the dark
And wait for yours to interlock
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
'Cause I'm not givin' up
I'm not givin' up, givin' up
No, not yet
Even when I'm down to my last breath
Even when they say there's nothin' left
So don't give up on
I'm not givin' up
I'm not givin' up, givin' up
No, not me
Even when nobody else believes
I'm not goin' down that easily
So don't give up on me
And I will hold
I'll hold onto you
No matter what this world'll throw
It won't shake me loose
I'll reach my hands out in the dark
And wait for yours to interlock
I'll wait for you
I'll wait for you
'Cause I'm not givin' up
I'm not givin' up, givin' up
No, not yet
Even when I'm down to my last breath
Even when they say there's nothin' left
So don't give up on
I'm not givin' up
I'm not givin' up, givin' up
No, not me
Even when nobody else believes
I'm not goin' down that easily
So don't give up on me
Whoa, whoa
Whoa, whoa
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I will fight
I will fight for you
I always do until my heart
Is black and blue

HE DEALS THE CARDS AS A MEDITATION
AND THOSE HE PLAYS NEVER SUSPECT
HE DOESN'T PLAY FOR THE MONEY HE WINS
HE DON'T PLAY FOR RESPECT
HE DEALS THE CARDS TO FIND THE ANSWER
THE SACRED GEOMETRY OF CHANCE
THE HIDDEN LAW OF A PROBABLE OUTCOME
THE NUMBERS LEAD A DANCE
I KNOW THAT THE SPADES ARE THE SWORDS OF A SOLDIER
I KNOW THAT THE CLUBS ARE WEAPONS OF WAR
I KNOW THAT DIAMONDS MEAN MONEY FOR THIS ART
BUT THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE OF MY HEART
HE MAY PLAY THE JACK OF DIAMONDS
HE MAY LAY THE QUEEN OF SPADES
HE MAY CONCEAL A KING IN HIS HAND
WHILE THE MEMORY OF IT FADES
I KNOW THAT THE SPADES ARE THE SWORDS OF A SOLDIER
I KNOW THAT THE CLUBS ARE WEAPONS OF WAR
I KNOW THAT DIAMONDS MEAN MONEY FOR THIS ART
BUT THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE OF MY HEART
THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE
THE SHAPE OF MY HEART
IF I TOLD HER THAT I LOVED YOU
YOU'D MAYBE THINK THERE'S SOMETHING WRONG
I'M NOT A MAN OF TOO MANY FACES
THE MASK I WEAR IS ONE
BUT THOSE WHO SPEAK KNOW NOTHING
AND FIND OUT TO THEIR COST
LIKE THOSE WHO CURSE THEIR LUCK IN TOO MANY PLACES
AND THOSE WHO FEAR ARE LOST
I KNOW THAT THE SPADES ARE THE SWORDS OF A SOLDIER
I KNOW THAT THE CLUBS ARE WEAPONS OF WAR
I KNOW THAT DIAMONDS MEAN MONEY FOR THIS ART
BUT THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE OF MY HEART
THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE OF MY HEART
THAT'S NOT THE SHAPE
THE SHAPE OF MY HEART