Its called a game when the phone doesn't ring,
Answer machine, speak after the ping
Yea, alright its brad, where you at?
When you get this message, ring me back.
Its called a game when at night your upset, all alone
When shes out with them and your sick to the bone
Always worried, three minutes later than said
Don't ring at all, heart full of dread.
Its called a game when you just simply cant win
To much of each other, or Brad where you been?
You don't care any more, its to much to bare
See more of each other, regretting your always there.
Its called a game when contradiction, becomes the norm
Brad I'm not in the mood, Brad please keep me warm
i don't want this, look i just don't want a kiss
Please don't persist, wheres the old Brad i miss
Its called a game when arguments begin to become are fun
biased to a level where you want to turn and run
Well i want to go out, well I'm going to get pissed
Brad your out of order, all i wanted was a kiss
Its not called a game when you've simply had enough
Walk away from it all, now thats tougher than tough
