Evil Scheme
Luci was a waitress in a Whiskey bar Who let all of her dreams slip away too far
She worked two shifts a day just to make the rent By the time she got paid it was already spent
She prays to God every night of her life For someone to take her away just to treat her right
No man, no hope A hundred shots a day just for her to cope
No luck, no dreams She's always a victim of an evil scheme
Becky was a princess inside her mind Searching for a kingdom she'd never find
She stretched her world beyond her means
Hoping for a fairy tale to fall from the silver screen
She prays to God not to turn his back Even though she has been thrown from the tracks
No unicorn, no pot of gold Her soul might as well be sold
No dragons, no magic streams She's always the dancer in an evil scheme
Becky was a princess inside her mind Searching for a kingdom she'd never find
She stretched her world beyond her means Hoping for a fairy tale to fall from the silver screen
She prays to God not to turn his back Even though she has been thrown from the tracks
No unicorn, no pot of gold Her soul might as well be sold
No dragons, no magic streams She's always the dancer in an evil scheme
Angi was a gambler in a game of love raking in the chips, it was never enough
She put it all in without drawing a card Aces and eights brought her down real hard
She tried to bluff when she should have fold She had to leave the table with a heart that's cold
No flush, no straight Cracking a smile behind a poker face
No push, no stream Her head's the casual-out of an evil scheme
She worked two shifts a day just to make the rent By the time she got paid it was already spent
She prays to God every night of her life For someone to take her away just to treat her right
No man, no hope A hundred shots a day just for her to cope
No luck, no dreams She's always a victim of an evil scheme
Becky was a princess inside her mind Searching for a kingdom she'd never find
She stretched her world beyond her means
Hoping for a fairy tale to fall from the silver screen
She prays to God not to turn his back Even though she has been thrown from the tracks
No unicorn, no pot of gold Her soul might as well be sold
No dragons, no magic streams She's always the dancer in an evil scheme
Becky was a princess inside her mind Searching for a kingdom she'd never find
She stretched her world beyond her means Hoping for a fairy tale to fall from the silver screen
She prays to God not to turn his back Even though she has been thrown from the tracks
No unicorn, no pot of gold Her soul might as well be sold
No dragons, no magic streams She's always the dancer in an evil scheme
Angi was a gambler in a game of love raking in the chips, it was never enough
She put it all in without drawing a card Aces and eights brought her down real hard
She tried to bluff when she should have fold She had to leave the table with a heart that's cold
No flush, no straight Cracking a smile behind a poker face
No push, no stream Her head's the casual-out of an evil scheme
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Writer(s): Billy Rathbone
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