Capo 2

[Verse 1/2]
            
  He deals the

            
 cards,    in 

        
a meditation,
            
  and those wh

            
o play,   neve

        
r suspect,
             
    he doesnt 

              
play,      for

              
 the mo  - ney

                    
 he wins,
             
    he doesnt 

            
play    for   

      
respect.
            
  He deals the

            
 cards to find

               
 the answers,
            
    the sacred

            
 geometry of c

        
hance,
             
    a hidden l

              
aw,       of a

             
 pro -  bable 

                    
outcome,
             
    the number

            
s lead   a   d

       
ance.

[Chorus 1]
            
   I know that

            
 the spades, a

              
re the swords 

    
of a soldier,
            
   I know that

            
 the clubs are

              
 weapons of wa

            
r,
             
   I know that

              
 diamonds,    

              
  are mo -  ne

             
y for this art

                   
,
             
but thats not 

            
the shape of m

              
y heart.

[Verse 3]
            
   And he may 

            
play the jack 

             
of diamonds,  
          
   he may lay 

              
the queen of s

        
pades,
             
   he may conc

              
eal, a king in

                 
 his hand,
             
    while the 

            
memory of it f

       
ades.

[Chorus 2] 
            
   I know that

            
 the spades, a

              
re the swords 

    
of a soldier,
            
   I know that

            
 the clubs are

              
 weapons of wa

            
r,
             
   I know that

              
 diamonds,    

              
  are mo -  ne

             
y for this art

                   
,
             
but thats not 

            
the shape of m

              
y heart.

[Verse 4]
          
   And if I to

              
ld you that I 

     
loved you,
            
   you maybe t

            
hink there's s

              
omething wrong

         
,
             
   I'm not a m

              
an,    of two 

                      
  many faces,
           
   the mask I 

             
wear is one.
          
   And all tho

              
se that speak 

                 
know nothing, 
            
   and they'll

            
 find out to t

            
heir cost,
             
   and those t

              
hat curse thei

              
r luck, in  to

             
o  many places

              
,
           
   are those t

              
hat fear  are 

        
 lost.

[Chorus 1]
            
   I know that

            
 the spades, a

              
re the swords 

    
of a soldier,
            
   I know that

            
 the clubs are

              
 weapons of wa

            
r,
             
   I know that

              
 diamonds,    

              
  are mo -  ne

             
y for this art

                   
,
             
but thats not 

            
the shape of m

              
y heart.