Sting - Shape of my heart

^Em He deals the ca^Bmrds, in a medita^Amtion, ^Em and those who p^Bmlay, never suspec^Amt, ^C he doesnt play, for the mo - ney h^Ge wins, ^{Bm C} he doesnt play ^Bm for respec^Emt. ^Em He deals the card^Bms to find the answers, ^{Am Em} the sacred geo^Bmmetry of chance, ^{Am C} a hidden law, of a pro - b^Gable outcome, ^{Bm C} the numbers lead ^Bma dance. ^Em

^Em I know that the spade^Bms, are the swords of a^Am soldier, ^Em I know that the clubs ^Bmare weapons of war, ^{Am C} I know that diamonds, are mo - ney for ^Gthis art, ^Bm but th^Cats not the shape of^Bm my heart. ^Em

^Em And he may play ^Bmthe jack of diamonds, ^{Am Em} he may la^Bmy the queen of spades, ^{Am C} he may conceal, a king in h^Gis hand, ^{Bm C} while the mem^Bmory of it fades. ^Em

^Em I know that the spade^Bms, are the swords of a^Am soldier, ^Em I know that the clubs ^Bmare weapons of war, ^{Am C} I know that diamonds, are mo - ney for ^Gthis art, ^Bm but th^Cats not the shape of^Bm my heart. ^Em

^Em And if I ^Bmtold you that I loved^Am you, ^Em you maybe think^Bm there's something wrong, ^{Am C} I'm not a man, of two m^Gany faces, ^{Bm C} the mask ^BmI wear is one. ^{Em Em} And all^Bm those that speak know nothing, ^{Am Em} and they'll fi^Bmnd out to their cost, ^{Am C} and those that curse their luck, in too many place^Gs, ^{Bm C} are t^Bmhose that fear are lost. ^Em