Playing with feelings
Not a pretty game
Just a personal vendetta
Ego is its name
Can I get him to like me
Can I put her in a trance
Put some voodoo in this potion
Only to my song will they dance
Another relationship that ended
Another marriage gone down the drain
Before the final chapter,
Why not inflict more pain?
Make her think you still adore her
Make him feel there still is care
When actually love left long ago
But your mate remains unaware
Ego sticks pins in the doll
right around the heart
When does the game end
Why did it ever start
Playing with feelings
A cruel game of passionate play
When your turn comes, make
the right move, just turn and walk away...
Not a pretty game
Just a personal vendetta
Ego is its name
Can I get him to like me
Can I put her in a trance
Put some voodoo in this potion
Only to my song will they dance
Another relationship that ended
Another marriage gone down the drain
Before the final chapter,
Why not inflict more pain?
Make her think you still adore her
Make him feel there still is care
When actually love left long ago
But your mate remains unaware
Ego sticks pins in the doll
right around the heart
When does the game end
Why did it ever start
Playing with feelings
A cruel game of passionate play
When your turn comes, make
the right move, just turn and walk away...