This was never a game
You were never played
It was not some grande facade
to keep me entertained
I was never as true to myself
as the times I spent with you
Yet you were never convinced
that my feelings for you were true
Now I'm done with this
My heart is not a dice
that by will or by a stroke of luck
may choose who's to stay and who to sacrifice
My bleeding heart torn apart
my weary soul gone cold
All that's left are two empty futures
left up to Someone to unfold
