For you I was afraid, love is a losing game I've started fire as you came, love is a losing game What I wish I never played, ooh what a mess we made And now the final frame, love is a losing game Ooh baby, played out by the band, love is a losing hand More than I can stand, love, love is a losing hand Self-professed and profound, ooh till the tips were done Though you're a gamblin' man, love is a losing hand Though, though I bet upon hell, love is a fake resign Overfutile art, and left dead by the gods And now the final frame, love is a losing game