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I guess you could spot me from miles away

The one who it would not take much to betray

The one so nave and

So easy to deceive, but

The lies tasted sweeter coming from your lips

The truth disappearing under hushed fingertips

The same game I have lost a million times before

This is a game I do not need to play anymore


The game where it always hurts in the end

The game where I always forget to pretend

The game where I always get too attached

The game where the skill is always mismatched


The round has passed where there is nothing left to lose

Only the deception you bring was already transfused

It would not help me at all to forfeit the prize

For the reward to the defeated is another fistful of lies


There you remain with a smile at your cheek

Sugar coating the falsehoods you are ready to speak

The game has been won, you have beaten my score

Here I am left waiting, ready for more


I am not for certain there is anything more I can take

I can still try as my heart burns at the stake

I grow more inpatient while waiting for the end

Perhaps this match I should begin suspend


My spirit has been beaten more than it can take this time

I am afraid is about my turn to resign

It's never about how hard you played

It's only about the masquerade

So now that all of my time outs have been used

From this life and the game, I shall be excused


And maybe for once it will not hurt in the end

And maybe for once I will not have to pretend