There goes another one
Another heated one
when I feel like I get too close,
I slam the brakes and take it slow.
Till they give enough,
Till they have nothin left to give.
What kind of man takes all they have
And still don't feel like he has enough?
I had it all in my hands
But I let it slip away,
For a chance to play the game.
Every time she thought she won
I showed the loser that I am.
Maybe one day I'll find love.
Before love's had enough.
I'm alone here
so I try to fill my space
With a name I don't remember
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