Gone Gamblin' Video (MV)

Low did the ottoman lean in my cruel scrutiny
Scrapin' scallops from the beams, lyin' low beneath the reef

The thought never left me
It never left me
I shoulda lept into the stream

And when the sun
Tells such a bright lie, I could call it more than white
Small on a compromise, 'neath the chillin' winds tonight

But ya never dealt me in
Ya shrugged calm as the wind
Ya stared around at a bunch of pointless shit

I coulda won it all but I think I messed up again
That's right, I coulda won the whole damn thing but I think I f*cked up again