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They say passion grows late,
I guess I played it fast once or twice.
Can't say I feel guilty,
just depends who's rolling my dice.
While I was caught up in the game,
yeah, I was playin unaware.
And he struck me down with aim,
and then he left me, he left me hangin round in the air

I hate to play games,
he'll never understand.
Once you're locked in his chains,
your heart is spoken so, let go, let go

Used to spades sent me flying,
ace of clubs will sure be bet in my heart.
And his eyes are so damn fine,
this my friend is where the problem starts.
He holds his cards close so tight,
so he'll never know the things I feel.
Yes, he holds me all through the night,
but my heart is open, open and ready to steal

I hate to play games,
he'll never understand.
Once you're locked in his chains,
your heart is spoken so, let go, let go

Either way I can't win,
You choose to live, or choose to hide,
Either way it's not him,
That's why my hands, my feet, my tired beating body has died,
Has died.

I hate to play games,
he'll never understand.
Once you're locked in his chains,
your heart has spoken so let go.

I hate plaing games,
he'll never understand.
Once you're locked, locked in his chains,
your heart is spoken so, let it go.

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