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Heartbreak
She said that heartbreak was her favorite game.
As she rolled the dice the broad began to change..
The players remained the same , but the rules never applied..
She rolled the dice again and my soul began to die..
She said that heartbreak was a game that wasn't hard..
So I pulled up a chair and began to deal the cards..
As she dealt the last card, she began to smile..
She showed me her whole hand and every card was wild..
I felt like a child who was just learning the game..
I gave my time, life and name to a game that left me drunk and sober..
Next opponent I play.. Better believe the game is over!
As she rolled the dice the broad began to change..
The players remained the same , but the rules never applied..
She rolled the dice again and my soul began to die..
She said that heartbreak was a game that wasn't hard..
So I pulled up a chair and began to deal the cards..
As she dealt the last card, she began to smile..
She showed me her whole hand and every card was wild..
I felt like a child who was just learning the game..
I gave my time, life and name to a game that left me drunk and sober..
Next opponent I play.. Better believe the game is over!
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