Skill Crane

Lyrics by Nicolette Good. Music by Nicolette Good and Jesse Basham. Copyright 2012.

You’re a glass box
Filled with shiny things
Broken promises
And plastic diamond rings

And I’m a grown child
With a pocket full of change
I’m old enough to know better
Too young to walk away

You make your move and I make my move
And at the end of the game, both of us lose
And the light bulbs don’t flash a winner’s name

I’m more than willing to pay 
for the real thing
But I’m tired of sinking money 
in the skill crane

Now it’s your turn
And you take a pass
You wait behind me
While I make a grab

And you wanna know
Do I want you to break my fall
Doesn’t mean a thing if you have to ask

The hand comes down and I swear I can grab it
Like a hound at the gate saying he’s kicking the habit
And the light bulbs don’t flash a winner’s name

I’m more than willing to pay
for the real thing
But I’m tired of sinking money
in the skill crane