Hardening My Heart

I was a jack of all trades and a master of none
All those lucky breaks...and I never caught one
No, love's not my forte, wasn't wired for the game
But I'm changing direction on the path to perfection
There's only one thing...

That I'm getting good at that's hardening my heart
Drinking alone and crying in the dark
Solitaire cards dealt
So heartfelt when I'm practicing my art
Sheer force of will
Perfecting the skill of hardening my heart

No, I never had money, least I keep myself clean
Not much of a dancer, but ain't bad when I sing
Oh yes, I had me a gal once, ah, but that didn't pan out
Got laid off so I lay low
And as far as a trade goes, there's one I don't doubt...

That I'm getting good at, it's hardening my heart
Drinking alone and crying in the dark
Solitaire cards dealt
So heartfelt, and I'm practicing my art
Sheer force of will
I'm perfecting the skill of hardening my heart

I used to be friendly to the people in town
Now, if I gotta go in, I keep my head down
They call me "The Joker," always good for a laugh
But I've since left the party to work on the craft that I'm getting good at

No, I've never been much of a church going man
But I read the good book, convinced there's a plan where I'm a piece of the puzzle and I fit in just right
And fate chose the right guy as part of the night sky: a frame 'round the light

And God's very good at hardening my heart
While I drink alone, he shuffles in the dark
Dealing the cards now
He knows how to help me do my part
Sheer force of will
Both going in for the kill and hardening my heart
Sheer force of will
Going in for the kill and hardening my heart