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For you I was the flame,
Love is a losing game
Five story fire as you came,
Love is losing game
One I wish I never played,
Oh, what a mess we made
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band,
Love is a losing hand
MOre than I could stand,
Love is a losing hand
Self professed and profound
Tilter tips were down
Know you
Love is a loosing hand
Tho' I battled blind,
Love is a fate resigned
Memories mar my mind,
Love is a fate resigned
Over futile odds,
And laughed at by the Gods
And now the final frame,
Love is a losing game
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