The specifics.

The specifics.

Oh, the specifics aren't that important, just minor little things.
We all know why and how you play your silly games.
With all the hearts around the world, only one can withstand your wrath.
The tiniest one of all, that has you doing your own math.
Prisoner of your own game, oh how idiotic you are.
The personification of your heart, is the words I love you
ripping out the next generation of lost souls.
But, you can go along with them if you please.
I promise you, your game won't stop.
It'll only make it more important, you'll just have greater rewards.
For, revenge is all that you will ever need,
in your game of little importance blotted with greed.