This could be a test of desire,
So stay til' the lights burn out
Dreams are unoriginal,
And movement's traditional
So keep moving,
Everyone's watching and scoring your every move
The feeling it could pay out,
Has severed away somehow

Every time it works out,
You'd like to cash out
Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side
I guess I could be wrong but,
My feelings stand strong

"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception
"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception

Hope that we are,
Destined and not testing out our luck
Through all of the hands we hold,
We're losing in stamina
So fade this scene,
Everyone's watching a scripted lullaby
Whatever your heart may feel,
Won't amount to the sex appeal

Every time it works out,
You'd like to cash out
Tell me there is a reason to keep motion on our side
I guess I could be wrong but,
My feelings stand strong

"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception
"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception

We'll shiver and grind our teeth at the thought of our competition fading
We'll speak in monologues
Well I am waiting
I am waiting

This could be a test of desire,
So stay til' the lights burn out
Dreams are unoriginal,
And movement's traditional
So keep moving,
Everyone's watching and scoring your every move
The feeling it could pay out,
Has severed away somehow

"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
If we could only doubt the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception
"If you play your numbers"
Now you've got me thinking about routine and dollar signs
Too bad we're all about the biggest part of what could happen
Sight but without depth perception

We'll shiver and grind our teeth at the thought of our competition fading
We'll speak in monologues
Well I am waiting
I am waiting

I'm writing,
Fore playing on an empty hand,
Is trying worth nothing when chance defines an end?
I'm writing,
Fore playing on an empty hand,
Is ambition all we'll ever have?