I'm tired of the games you play
I'm tired of the things you say
You ask me questions hot enough to spark my interest
And then you turn around pretend you never meant it
So I'll sit here
Foolishly playing along
Foolishly writing this song about an incident
When I should have never let it get as far as it did
Thus the game that we are forced to play
Thus the game that leaves me sitting here with nothing to say
For Myself
Nothing to show
But a hole
In my heart
And some sorrow
I guess it's why they say there's always tomorrow
I guess it's why they say there's always tomorrow
Whoa-ooo-oh it's overrated and
Whoa-ooo-oh it's so outdated and
My god I hate it when she cries
She tells lies lies lies
Whoa-ooo-oh your overrated and
Whoa-ooo-oh you're so outdated now
This record's round and round
We'll never live it down
We found the sound we loved enough to go and run it to the ground
Play it over and over
And love it like we've never loved
Over and over
Until we've finally had enough
To kick it to the curb
And move on to the next one
But lessons never learned
We'll be sure to load the same gun
Thus the game that we are forced to play
Thus the game that leaves me sitting here with nothing to say
For Myself
Nothing to show
But a hole
In my heart
And some sorrow
I guess it's why they say there's always tomorrow
I guess it's why they say there's always tomorrow
Whoa-ooo-oh it's overrated and
Whoa-ooo-oh it's so outdated and
My god I hate it when she cries
She tells lies lies lies
Whoa-ooo-oh your overrated and
Whoa-ooo-oh you're so outdated now