Give me half a chance, and I won’t take it
Give me half a reason, and I’ll run
Give me half a second — I’m
Wonderful at wasting time
Never stuck it out with anyone

And we’re the kind of match they make in Vegas
Heaven knows that if I had a type
You, my dear, would not be it
I’m not one for taking risks
And I don’t stand a chance against
That smile

Sad to say
But I don’t play the game
Cause if I did, I’d give it all I had
Sad to say
That I’d lose anyway
Fool me once,
It isn’t right
Just the way you look tonight
Makes me want to let you deal me in

Give your all, and I'll give all o' nothing
Give me all the pieces of your mind
Give a damn, I wish you would
Let me give up something good
Give it up and think of me sometimes

And you're the kind of trouble worth mistakin'
If I were the trouble-makin' type
You're a bottom-dollar bet
Alea iacta est
Take my heart and break it,
I don't mind

Sad to say
That I don’t play the game
Cause if I did, I’d give it all I had
And sad to say
That I’d lose anyway
Fool me once,
It isn’t right
Just the way you look tonight
Makes me want to let you deal me in

Fool me once,
And break me twice
Safe to say it isn't nice
Makes me want to let you deal me in
Makes me want to let you do me in