Pamphlets - Games Lyrics

And I don't wanna say
But I'm finding out that there's no other way
I don't wanna fall in love

So I'll laugh about it
Say what you will I won't talk about it
And there's a mess around it
So clean your hands, clean your hands

And lies start forming
And the ires start forming
And we find it hard to hide away
And the lies start forming
Put us in motion
Here we are today

Bless your heart
And if you ever stray
From all of the games we all play
And that warm shade of gray
Bless your enemies

I don't wanna lose
Even if that means I'll fall into your ruse
I don't wanna fall apart

So let's laugh about it
Every damn thing wanna talk about it
And there's a mess around it
Clean your hands
Clean your hands

And lies start forming
And the ires start forming
And we find it hard to hide away
And the lies start forming
Put us in motion
Here we are today

Bless your heart
And if you ever stray
From all of the games we all play
And that warm shade of gray
Bless your enemies

What's the point of a Holiday
If I cannot spend it with you
What's the point of a Holiday
If there's nothing for me to do
What's the point of a Holiday
If we cannot bend the Truth
What's the point of a Holiday
Now kiss off kiss off kiss off

Bless your heart
And if you ever stray
From all of the games we all play
And that warm shade of gray
Bless your enemies"