It's just a game for, ain't it?
It's chess, it's poker,
it's who can reach a thousand
Blink and you lose it all
Eyes locked, fingers on the gun
A glare at the starting line
Oh you my dear are something to fear
But my oh my are you thrilling
Who'll fold, who's dice will betray?
Will you fall? Or will I?
The dream at the end of the day
Is to simple watch as you
Crumble to your knees
To just hear you say it out loud
Tell me you love me
Make it pretty, please