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Goodbye Game

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 27.08.2012

Tell me why I'm living, some days my works seems so in vain
I talk to you you know me nothing I said
What's up with this game?
Why am I so forgiving?
Why am I always checking for these fools?
If he ain't here... home girls...
Why do I play? I'd rather play alone
I can't play the fool anymore, no
No, I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I'd rather play alone, I can't play the fool anymore
I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I'm playing the goodbye game,

Hit the highway, call you a cab, gimme back my keys
Goodbye too bad that you ain't backing too
I'm gonna smile when I wave, goodbye baby
I can take the long road
Ain't got no pride I ain't putting up fight
Get out the boxing ring this chick has called the night
... that way, I'd rather play alone, I can't play the fool anymore
I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I'm playing the goodbye game,
We play the game until we lose it
... before I knew, get ready fire
You are the cheater, every a quitter, I'm still a winner
Would it hurt so bad to say oh
Sing one more time with me,
Oh, oh, oh, I just can't say the way I feel right now
Say oh, oh
One more time, oh

I can't play the fool anymore
I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I'd rather play alone, I can't play the fool anymore
I don't need a game anymore, you could play the fool
I'ma play my hero, you gonna be a zero
I'm playing the goodbye game


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