The Game

Baby, I don't love you.
I just keep feeding you lies.
I know all your secrets,
And I'm still hidden to you.

I revert all your questions,
And bounce every statement back.
You'll never figure me out-
Honey, that's part of the game.

I stall at the punchline,
I make you wait a little longer.
Don't you know my "secret" plan?
To leave you hanging by a thread?

I want to break you so bad.
I want you to take the fall.
Honey, you'll never admit it, but,
You're just another piece in my game.