[Verse] In the pew, where the light falls low, Deacon’s got a secret that he won’t show, Bible’s worn, but it ain’t just prayers inside, Cards are hidin’ where the holy words reside. [Pre-Chorus] Soft whispers in the candle’s flame, He prays for luck, but it’s a different game. [Chorus] Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Tryin’ to hide that guilty face, Cards between the verses, faith and lies, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Whispered sins in a sacred place, He’s got that poker face, can’t disguise, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. [Verse] Sunday mornin’, the choir sings so sweet, But underneath, he’s shufflin’ in his seat, Harmony of faith and a devil’s tune, Underneath the stained glass and the silver moon. [Pre-Chorus] Hands are steady, but the soul’s in doubt, Silent prayers as the chips go down. [Chorus] Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Tryin’ to hide that guilty face, Cards between the verses, faith and lies, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Whispered sins in a sacred place, He’s got that poker face, can’t disguise, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. [Bridge] Oh, the line’s so thin between wrong and right, Grace slips away in the dead of night, But the cards keep callin’, can’t say no, In the chapel’s quiet, the secrets grow. [Chorus] Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Tryin’ to hide that guilty face, Cards between the verses, faith and lies, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. Holdin’ aces in a house of grace, Whispered sins in a sacred place, He’s got that poker face, can’t disguise, Deacon’s dealin’ where the spirit flies. [Outro] In the hush of Sunday, the truth resides, Deacon’s playin’ where the secret hides.