Conor’s From Philly， and he Carries a Piece - Singled Out

I wish there was a place mad just for us
Where we could go and just have fun
And never be bothered by anyone
This time around we will not fold
We've given this up just once more
We'll lay our chips down on the line
We are all in tonight
So lay your cards out on the table
And pray that everybody else folds
The chips aren't falling in our favor
Forget tonight and just start over
Let's make our way down the main street of this town
And just forget that anybody's even left alive around this town
We'll take this town over
From the inside out
We'll make it ours tonight
And we will never live this down
And even if there's no one left alive
I will be alright with you by my side
Even if it's just for another night
We'll make this last one count
So lay your cards out on the table
So lay your cards out on the table
If it's the only thing that you've heard
And it is our last night on earth
Let me tell you how much you're worth
Not a goddamn thing to me girl
So lay your cards out on the table