Breaking hearts has become
Its own art form
Because love is a game
That belongs to those willing to conform
And for me, It's always been a losing battle
As I'm inclined to be left behind
The rules of love known by everyone but me
Written in an alien language I can't transcribe
Looking at others it appears
A mistake to become too attached
Because each love's a brief fire
A fleeting spark that burns too fast
And our emotions have become playthings
Start bragging about your track record
Because you're keeping score
And believe you deserve some kind of reward
And I see this all happening
I'll build my wall up to keep out everyone
And love's a game with foreign rules
Yet I've managed to break every single one