The game

by lacy byrum   Oct 26, 2005


Why does he play these games
He toys with my heart and puts me to shame
Why does he have to be this way
He plays this game every day

Why did I believe
That he'd want to be with me
I want to be with him more than anything in the world
But, he's crazy about this other girl

He flirts with me even though hes already got someone
And right after lunch, the flirting begun
He hugged me like he loved me, and he tried to hold my hand
He told me that he misses me, and I just don't understand

He has me wrapped around his finger, and that he knows
If he doesn't like me, then why does he tell me so
All I do is think about him 24/7
I sware to God he was sent from heaven

This game we played was all fun at first
Now it hurts worse and worse
I hate this game, so now I am done
I give up. I have lost, and he has won

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