*(A Gnome Bard’s Ballad – To the tune of Good Luck, Babe) **(Verse 1)** It’s fate, it’s cruel, You can say that we were nothing, but you know the truth. And I played the fool, While you dashed off on a quest with maps and arcane runes. I don’t wanna call it off, But you don’t wanna call it love. You only wanna be the one they call _legendary._ **(Chorus)** You can loot a hundred dragon hoards, Roll another dice, try to dodge the sorrow. You can say it's just the way you war, Make another pact, promise no tomorrow. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. **(Verse 2)** I’m cliché, who cares? It’s a gnome-sized, reckless, bardic love affair. And I cry, it’s unfair, I just need a little magic, I just need a little air. Think I’m gonna call it off, Even if you call it love. I just wanna love someone who _doesn’t vanish!_ **(Chorus)** You can loot a hundred dragon hoards, Roll another dice, try to dodge the sorrow. You can say it's just the way you war, Make another pact, promise no tomorrow. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. **(Bridge)** When you wake up in a wizard’s tower, in the dead of night, With a dagger in your hands, another lost fight. And when you think about me, all those years ago, You’re standing face to face with _I told you so._ You know I hate to say _I told you so._ You know I hate to say, but _I told you so._ **(Final Chorus)** You can loot a hundred dragon hoards, Roll another dice, try to dodge the sorrow. You can say it's just the way you war, Make another pact, promise no tomorrow. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. Good luck, rogue (well, good luck), well, good luck, rogue (well, good luck), You’d have to stop the gods just to stop the feeling. You’d have to stop the weave just to stop the feeling. You’d have to stop the stars just to stop the feeling. You’d have to stop the world just to stop the feeling. ---