Infatuation & Exasperation

You play the game, and you try to play the game right

You love and lose, you turn around and fight

You turn up in sweats or some nights just look a sight

You curse the darkness then bless the light

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I play the game, and often I play it wrong

I love and lose, but that just provokes another song

I turn up in sweats when other days I want to wear a saroung

I curse the darkness but know that light will soon tagalong
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He plays the game and doesn't do it just the same way

He loves and loses, but he just picks himself to go another day

He turns up in sweats and says that it all is just childs play

He curses the darkness but knows that the light is playing keepaway
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She plays the game, differently every time

She loves and loses, and calls hating a crime

She turns up in sweats and still looks pretty in grime

She curses the darkness but knows that it is only part-time
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They play the game, following each rule

They love and lose but call it learning, like in school

They turn up in sweats and call themselves cool

They curse the darkness but it's because they are all fools
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We play the game, never knowing the outcome

We love and lose, but know where we are from

We turn up in sweats and pretend that we are dumb

We curse the darkness while beating on our drums
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It plays the game because it knows how it is done

It loves and loses because it calls it all fun

It turns up in sweats and hopes that it will be a-shun

It curses the darkness because it will all soon be done.