Why are you still playing games?
We are a bit old for that now
Is it possible you're still the same?
I would fix you but I don't know How
Crazy how we were once young
Thought the thrill would last forever
Dwelling on past moments and songs we sung
Not understanding why we aren't together
I feel you bend the rules
Every time I catch your tricks
You make of me a fool
Doing it just for kicks
Maybe there's a good reason
For your net of make-believe
Wondering if you get the severity of your treason
You sure don't understand what it means to grieve
You process sadness like a child
Do not say you want to die
Parts of our personalities have been defiled
But not those we try to deny
You are capable of playing fair
If you did I'd participate
Choose to keep cheating and see how you fare
Pretty sure you're aware of your fate
You had almost won not just the round
But the whole ******* game
Right before the victor was crowned
You were forced to resign with shame
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 11:05 AM UTC
Why are you still playing games?
We are a bit old for that now
Is it possible you're still the same?
I would fix you but I don't know How
Crazy how we were once young
Thought the thrill would last forever
Dwelling on past moments and songs we sung
Not understanding why we aren't together
I feel you bend the rules
Every time I catch your tricks
You make of me a fool
Doing it just for kicks
Maybe there's a good reason
For your net of make-believe
Wondering if you get the severity of your treason
You sure don't understand what it means to grieve
You process sadness like a child
Do not say you want to die
Parts of our personalities have been defiled
But not those we try to deny
You are capable of playing fair
If you did I'd participate
Choose to keep cheating and see how you fare
Pretty sure you're aware of your fate
You had almost won not just the round
But the whole ******* game
Right before the victor was crowned
You were forced to resign with shame
Playing around here a little with metaphors
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