Tristan Miller - Risk and Divorce Lyrics

Am I prepared to risk it all and lose it?
Could I use a few more bruises?
Why would someone do this?
When half of love is fruitless?
It's a game of chance so place your bids
And figure out how to tell the kids
Put them to bed and make the money
Go out for a bite and fight for custody
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream
Afraid to leave the parents
No one else as caring
Once you've gone through that threshold
There's no going back anymore
Someone left the door open
But not a word was spoken
This looks like the dream
Only no one's with me
Can't think of a situation
That all the factors play in
I spent too much time spacing
Didn't know what I was chasing
It's a game of chance so place your bids
And figure out all the good it did
Was it for love or for the money?
How could I live as nobody?
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream
Oh
What a drag
I'm so cynical
We can only have
Part of the dream