The Crying Game

Album: The Pinkprint (2014)
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  • Here we go again, it's the game we love
    Sheets all over the floor and they laced with drugs
    You ain't play your cards right, you had the Ace of Clubs
    Hit you with the Ace of Spade, in your face, and shrugged
    Blood drippin' out your arm on my Asian rugs
    We was just planning a wedding, Caucasian doves
    You was just tellin' your mans, that you hate the clubs
    Now we in the crying game, heart laced with slugs

    Are you alone?
    Do you need someone? Is it too late to talk?
    Did I wait too long?
    Thousand words
    Don't change a thing
    Is it only three?
    Three words that you're missing?

    Where did you go? Couldn't see
    I was too busy
    Could've just said no
    Where would you go? I think I know

    Hoo, hoo
    We're back to playing
    We're back to playing
    Hoo, hoo
    We're back to playing
    The crying game

    I could've given everything
    Don't wanna let the tears begin
    We're back to playing
    The crying game
    I could've given everything
    Don't wanna let the tears begin
    We're back to playing
    The crying game

    Welcome to the crying game where you lose your soul
    Where it ain't no E-Z pass, you got to use the toll
    Ain't no cruise control, you 'bout to lose control
    Ain't no smilin' faces here, we slammin' doors and dishes
    Sayin' we don't miss each other, but it's all fictitious
    Sayin' that we had enough, but enough of what?
    Another slap to the face, another uppercut
    I'm just abusive by nature, not 'cause I hate ya
    Not cause I wanna get someone to imitate ya
    I know it's hard, I know I intimidate ya
    But is you stayin' or goin'?
    I couldn't breathe and you ain't even know it

    How come you never show it?
    All this love you speak of
    All I want is to love and be loved
    (To love and to be loved)

    I'm losin' a thing
    I thought I'd win
    And I'm coming undone
    'Cause the tears don't end

    Where did you go? Couldn't see
    I was too busy
    Could've just said no
    Where would you go? I think I know

    Hoo, hoo
    We're back to playing
    We're back to playing
    Hoo, hoo
    We're back to playing
    The crying game

    I could've given everything
    Don't wanna let the tears begin
    We're back to playing
    The crying game
    I could've given everything
    Don't wanna let the tears begin
    We're back to playing
    The crying game

    Hoo, hoo
    Hoo, hoo Writer/s: Andrew Wansel, Jessica Ware, Onika Tanya Maraj, Stephen Jeffrey Mostyn
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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