The Mysterines - Bet Your Pretty Face

Change of luck is all in the past
It's just a way of killing time
Change of place is always delayed
Switching lanes and fleeting minds
You forget to always deceive
Copper coins and slight of hand
You regret to never receive
Jack of trades in sinking sand

Bet your pretty face
Opens doors
Bet your ruby lips
On the wall
Bet your pale skin
Comes and goes
Bet your pretty face

Signs of hope succeed through a
Rage
A silver lining catastrophe
Game of chase outside of my cage
Only to frustrate and tease
You regret to never remain
Innocent in this lust disease
Change of heart is all in the past
It's just a way of killing time

Bet your pretty face
Opens doors
Bet your ruby lips
On the wall
Bet your pale skin
Comes undone
Bet your pretty face

Bet your pretty face
Opens doors
Bet your ruby lips
On the wall
Bet your pale skin
Comes and goes
Bet your pretty face
Bet your pale skin