This Game

Everything seems the exact same in his nature
No matter what girl he ensures its the same venture
Listening to the seductive laughter is making me sick
His ass, for even attempting this I wish I could kick
The same words, emotion, the same damn routine
He did this to me, just thinking of it makes me scream
It starts out as a game that I swear has a score
Always coming back, always wanting more
The game is fun when its being played with only you
When it moves to others in the area...I seem to lose
Attraction always seems to blossom into more
Then the game is played and only he gets to keep score
Moving from victim to victim as if running down a list
I curse myself for ever letting him have that kiss
I hate this game, it just isn't fair
So the television seems the safest place to stare