Different kind of game

I'm lost behind an identity that
I don't quite seem to understand
I should have it together
But nothing's intact

As you feed my pleasure
You become all that I need
My strength, my refuge, the weakness in me

It's a different kind of game
When the power is in your hands
It's a different kind of pain
When it's the guilt that I cannot stand

Blame me for breaking the rules
I guess that's what I get for making the first move
Sticking to the script, scene 1 - take two
"Girl I would be focused if I were you,
Not that there's anything wrong with the guy;
He seems like quite the type
Just don't lose yourself to a flesh
That reflects
A different kind of game."