Playing the Game

Whatis this game you’re playing with my heart?

Don’tyou know I’m crazy about you?

Youkeep weaving in and out of my life.

NowI’m all alone without a clue.

What’sthe worst that could happen if you stay?

Youmight find some happiness with me. But

Withouta word you just up and walk away.

Thisis not the way it’s supposed to be.

 

There’sa lesson out there in the darkness,

Onemy lonely heart has yet to learn,

Butyou keep running away, playing the game.

Oneday I won’t be here when you return.

 

Ireally didn’t mind too much

Thefirst time.

Youstill had a few wild oats to sew.

Whenyou came back I thought it was forever.

Iwas blind. How was I to know?

ButI won’t be your safety net any longer.

Youcan’t treat my heart like a swinging door.

FinallyI’ve put it all together,

AndI’m not playing your game anymore.

 

There’sa lesson out there in the darkness,

Onemy lonely heart has yet to learn,

Butyou keep running away, playing the game.

Oneday I won’t be here when you return.

I’mfinished…

Playingthe game.