Oh, how I've played you all
Danced to my tunes this last fall
But now it's winter and I'm cold
God damnit I have gotten old
Lonely winter, with no friends
All abused for my own ends
Now that youth has passed
I enjoy what I've amassed
Nothing! Nothing at all, not even a crumble
Without victims my world seems to tumble
Perhaps, I should've invested, in a more lengthy con
Too little too late now, I'm no longer the don.
