Molly's Game

You can bankroll bankers
                             actors, addicts, titans, and sycophants
                             with deep pockets and cloying grimaces, 
You can warp yourself up in Chanel
You paid for
                    hold keys to the room
You made irresistible, 
You can create a playground in a Plaza suite
                    from scratch, make all the drunk, sad suits
                    fall in love with
You without even trying. But in the end
You can't win.