No, he can't read my pokerface.

When both of your hands become empty,
Left with nothing but spades and diamonds,
Or perhaps hearts and clubs.
And mine - with nothing but a smile I fake, a pokerface maybe.
I guess, that's how freedom would be like for you.

Gamble our love away,
With a royal flush maybe,
Or would you prefer a full house?

Just gamble it away, love.
I'd like to see that.

I thought you'd want the same for me... :(