Hearts in tow, it's just a game she's only having fun.
She laughs and turns away, surprised she mocks it's all the same
Tonights loss tomorrows gain, and in the end its "So".

Stand in line, cause one by one they march in time.
In the wings, I stand and watch these foolish things go by.
Just preparing for the play, aloof she moves the confidante
With parcticed steps the memory dance, she executes her role.

As the calvacade begins to thin
Do you stop and look around.
Free to choose but not to win,
Your just too late your show is at the end.
Now your a victim of your game
Through your fingers watch them slip
Familiar rules just hit and miss
For one who never shows