Saturday, September 8, 2012

Happiness is a Warm Gun

Play your game & I'll play mine.
The only difference is you cant read between my lines.
My shades are drawn, your a master of your art,its all out on the table with you from the start.
All the pain, and hurt, and shame. Please don't even speak my name.
Maybe I deserve everything I get, I just haven't figured out why yet.
So play your game & I'll play mine.
The only difference is you cant read between my lines.
So many nights of unspoken truths, coated with alcohol and spiked with proof.
How much longer can this possibly last, constantly digging up each others past.
We share a weakness you and I, we both want to be loved, but swear its a lie.
So go on play your game & I'll play mine.
The only difference is you can't read between my lines.
This is the final hand I swear its true, after this I'll be completely done with you.
I'll move on to something real, something that I can really feel.
I'm all in and so are you. The verdict is here, I let my shades fall. You call my bluff and get it all.
So play your game & I'll play mine.
The only difference is, you know you'll always be able to read between my lines.


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