In games there are winners and
there are losers
And unfortunatly every time you
played a game I lost
Because I was to blind to see
That you never truly loved me!
I was doing good, I was moving on
But you came back as quick as the
sun
Saying that with games you are
done
And expecting me to drop every
thing and run
Back to your arms!
Your arms may be wide open,
But the question is are mine???
