(x4) A cardboard head I see  has found its way  to me It's old and it's old and it's old Making me cr__y. I sleep but I will not move Too scared to leave my room But I won't be defeated oh no.    What if cards don't go my way? And it's sure to spoil my day. But in voices loud and clear you say to me "it's only superstition.         It's only your imagination        It's only all of the things that you fear and the things from which you can't escape."      Keep clean for the thousandth time Stand still and wait and line. Some numbers are badder than others oh no.       What if cards don't go my way? And it's sure to spoil my day. But in voices loud and clear you say to me "it's only superstition.         It's only your imagination        It's only all of the things that you fear and the things from which you cannot expect."        But it's making me cry      and it's making me cr____y   And I'm slipping away and  I'm slipping aw____ay It's only superstition only your imagination It's only superstition only superstition