He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's
something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Well, those who speak know nothin'
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too
many places
And those who fear are lost
Sting