Player Player, I Played Your Game, Once Again I Lay Limp And Lame, With A Stepped On Heart, Which Was Caught And Tamed, Dry And Brittle--It Waits For Rain
Player Player, You Found Me Fooled, Helpless I Slipped Under Your Rule, My Firey Soul, Was Darastically Cooled, Why Oh Why Heart Do You Fall For The Tools?
Player Player, Do You Think I Am Easy, Like A Warm Summer Day's Cool And Breezy, Boy, I Really Ain't So ******, If Only You Tried To Find The Real Me
Deticated To All The Players Who Think They Know What I'm All About-- You Make Me Queazy