I DO

Get up early, work to be done 
Roulette, chambers clear, fire in the gun 
Pointed at your head, every time she's in your bed
Tomorrow holds no guarantees 
I used to hold the door 
Now fate holds the future for you and me
What will be, what will be

Dreams are lost, stock by stock 
Round here this key won't even open your lock
We're Placing a bet, expecting someone else to pay
We're holding it too long, a hot grenade
We're playing with fire, where lighting desire
With a spark turned to flame
We're waiting for our turn to speak, disregarding the name
We'd do anything to get our fill
We're dining in an empty room and running out on the bill

Fate holds no future, love has no key
The fire is cold, the softness is rather bold
We're never full, there is no room
No room enough for two...

But we always make due, we do
What will be, what will be

I DO