The House Always Wins

Lyrics

[Intro — Playful Piano, Upright Bass, A Hint of Waltz]

Well, look who's finally come inside...

Verse 1 — Smoky, Conversational, Amused

The door swung open just for me
As if it knew who I would be
A hundred candles, velvet stairs
And not a soul who seemed to care

The room was dressed in gold and red
A thousand stories overhead
Someone laughed and raised a glass
Someone whispered, "Let the good times last"

And for the first time in a while
I didn't have to fake a smile
No one asked me where I'd been
They simply made some room for me to fit in

[Pre-Chorus — Piano Builds, Strings Begin to Dance]

There's a table by the window
There's a chair beside the band
There's a glass already waiting
There's a hand that takes my hand

[Chorus — Festive, Irresistible, Orchestral]

Come on in, the night is young
There's a place for everyone
Leave your troubles at the door
You won't need them anymore

Round and round, the glasses shine
Your bad luck looks like good design
You can leave or you can stay
But the house gets what it wants either way

Verse 2 — More Rhythmic, Flirtatious

A lady in a feathered hat
Said, "Darling, isn't this where it's at?"
A gentleman with silver rings
Said, "Every heart deserves nice things"

The violin began to climb
The piano lost all track of time
And every face I turned to see
Looked a little bit like me

I danced with strangers, laughed too loud
I almost disappeared into the crowd
But no one noticed, no one knew
And somehow that felt wonderful too

[Instrumental Break — Virtuosic Piano, Dancing Violins, Cabaret Waltz]

[Bridge — Slower Waltz, Intimate and Almost Sincere]

I could leave before the morning
I could slip out through the door
I could tell myself tomorrow
I won't want this anymore

But the music knows my footsteps
And the floor remembers me
Funny how a place feels like home
Before you know what home can mean

[Final Chorus — Full Strings, Festive, Slightly Unhinged]

Come on in, the night is young
There's a place for everyone
Leave your troubles at the door
You won't need them anymore

Round and round, the glasses shine
Your bad luck looks like good design
You can leave or you can stay
But the house gets what it wants either way

[Outro — Piano Slows, A Smile in the Voice]

Well, I could leave...

I suppose.

There's always tomorrow.

And tomorrow...

The house will still be here.

[Final Piano Note — Beautiful, Slightly Unresolved]