Ups and downs on the merry-go round, On a one-eyed horse and a prince with no crown, All the words get lost as the music’s too loud, All the drinks get tossed, there’s always fights in a crowd, Just one more ride before they close for the night, Just once stay open late and flood my face with light, Through revolving doors all your faces contort, Your love is a fake, you’re a counterfeit fraud But you’re my death row lover, And you’re in love with another, Just say I’m not too late, I’ll be your lucky escape. Help me stand my world’s upside down, My future feels below me in a hole in the ground, The dice roll six again and this time I win, A man hands me down my keys to the house of gin, Gold inlaid doors, the money’s up on the walls But the building is crumbling, the bricks are ready to fall, Ghosts patrol the halls, day and night they walk, They’re yours and they’re mine, it’s the same house they haunt But you’re my death row lover, And you’re in love with another, Just say I’m not too late, I’ll be your lucky escape.