It's a game we play and we never know who's wining.
All the lights are off, we don't know where we're heading.
It's the price we pay, if we want to start living the right way.
You shot me down, told me to shut my mouth.
Just tell your men, or tell your guards to throw my pieces on the ground because it's not black and white, and it isn't lost and found when the stakes are high and the game is life.
They're only words they don't mean anything.
You said "they're only words".
But if it's love that your after, why don't you say so? Why don't you say so?
If it's mind over matter how could you let it go, how could you let it go?
On and on your time is running out.
You're in the dark, now play your card.
Only words can save you now.
Now your piece is bent.
You can take the time you spent to the back of the line if you've got any common sense.
It's rough out there and it's a matter of defense,
And if you're not aware, then the games not fair.
They're only words they don't mean anything.
You said "they're only words"
But if it's love that your after, why don't you say so? Why don't you say so?
If it's mind over matter how could you let it go, how could you let me go?
On and on your time is running out.
You're in the dark, now play your card.
Only words can save you now.
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