Playing کے بول

And you’re dying to know her The skin on her shoulders And your tears start for no reason Her smile like a beacon And I find this is what I tell myself This is what I tell myself You’re playing, playing, playing around with what’s left of your heart You’re playing and I come apart under pressure There’s no way I could ever forget her Blame it on her voice But you know what you’re doing You can blame it on her voice You watch as she’s talking Skittish as a deer How softly she listens To what no one else can hear This is what I tell myself You’re playing, playing Playing, around with what’s left of your heart You’re playing and I come apart under pressure There’s no way I could ever forget her Sitting on your hands Lost among the damned There’ll be places you cannot forget Like an infant you’re crawling to your knees Watch you push and shove in and out of love The wind shifts and you sail out of your life You’re playing, playing, playing, around with what’s left of your heart You’re playing and I come apart under pressure You’re playing, playing, playing, around with what’s left of your heart You’re playing, playing, and I come apart under pressure There’s no way I could ever forget her