love is a ruthless game, unless you play it good and right

loving him is like driving a new maserati down a dead end street
faster than the wind, passionate as sin, ending so suddenly
loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall
like the colors in autumn so bright just before they lose it all
i bet you think i either moVed on or hate you
that i can't say hello to you and risk another goodbye
i hear the sound of my own voice asking you to stay
i guEss you didn't care and i guess i liked that
this is the last time i'm asking you why
you break my heart in the blink of an eye
and i might be okay but i'm not fine at all
and i just want to tell you
it takes everything in me not to call you
and i wish i coulD run to you
and i hope you know that everytime i don't, i almost do
we had a beautiful magic love there
what a sad beautiful tragic love affair
In dreams, i meet you in warm conversation
and you throw your head back laughing like a liTtle kid
i think it's Strange that you think i'm funny cause he never did
we both wake in lonelY beds, different cities
i've been spending the last 8 months, thinking all love ever dOes
is break and burn and end
and time is taking its sweet time erasing yoU



love is a ruthless game, unless you play it good and right.