Dean Friedman - Solitaire lyrics

By dean friedman Potted plants hanging down from the ceiling, creeping up my windowsill. If the cats don't get 'em the winter wind will. But i am a fool and i water them everyday. Have some faith in what's-his-name The deck is stacked but just the same, I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear, Than to win a round of solitaire. Both of us drink from a fountain of feeling, waiting for the blood to spill. If the doubts don't get us then the apathy will. But i am a fool and i worship you everyday. Have some faith in what's-his-name The deck is stacked but just the same, I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear, Than to win a round of solitaire. Hiding the hurt or fighting and bickering, thinking that we've had our fill. If the lies don't do it then the honesty will. But i am a fool and i water you everyday. Have some faith in what's-his-name The deck is stacked but just the same, I'd rather lose a hand of hearts i swear, Than to win a round of solitaire.