I wish these castles were made of cards

We hide our love away in fortresses we used to call hearts,
 Club our fist against the door hoping someone will open up,
we buy affection with diamonds but the kisses are still spaded,

I wish these castles were made of cards,
Flimsy and easy to fall
But after the first animal blew us down and moved on to the next house,
 We assumed all wolves are bad,

So we build higher
 From straw to sticks

Sticks to bricks
Making sure no one can ever again penetrate this fortress;
we let no one in,

 Kiss with spades,
Expecting diamonds with no conflict
Clubbing fists away when they even try to reach for the door let alone give it turn

We hide our love away in fortresses we used to call hearts,
Thinking we'll find them laying around somewhere
As if it were lost
Forgetting we were the ones who built these walls

I wish these castles were made of cards,
Flimsy and easy to fall,

Yes it'll make a mess,
but if you're willing to play 52 pick up every now and again,

You just might find a good hand.