The game is over
 I lost this round
 I thought I could win more
 Than I actually found
 Was it worth a try?
 No I wouldn't say
 The price was too high
 For someone like me to pay
But what's the use
 Of regretting what's done?
 Wouldn't I do it again
 If another chance would come?
 I've become so bitter
 Over what's supposed to be sweet
 And still I'm eager
 To be offered another treat
I've thought if through and I've come to a conclusion
 That I tend to put aside to end up with confusion
 I'm trying to save myself from superfluous pain
 With the trade off of losing any possible gain
 I'm watching every step building up a thick shield
 Searching my way out of a condemned mind field
The game is over
 And I've lost my bet
 Now all I can play with
 Is a dull empty threat
 But what is it worth
 If it's against your will
 How would I know
 If you really care for me still?