The Game from stop/go by Ok Goodnight

I told you
Once is never enough
The answer’s never heard as well as the question
What gives?
Where’s the meaning in all of this?
You ride the coattails you use to dry your eyes

Still
I love you
But can I trust you to say the same?

I can’t!
Do you feel all the love?
Does it all slip away from you?
Do you feel any shame at all?
(I can’t!)
Does it fit like a glove?
Do you like playin’ this sick game?
(I can’t!)
When you do, will you play it fair with me?

My temple
Slowly gathering dust
I see the cobwebs forming as I brush
What is coming home for if all I see is
You wrecking the place, fucking with my space
Leaving the mess for me every time?

I can’t!
Do you feel all the love?
Does it cower away from you?
Do you feel any pain at all?
(I can’t!)
Does it fit in your palm?
Do you buy into their sick game?
(I can’t!)
If you do, will you play it fair with me?

Keep me in a box so you can play me when you want

Still
I love you
But you’re a cloud over my life

Don’t you say a thing you can’t deny
I’ve had it up to here with all your lies
Let in the light you’ve got to go find
Out with the dark of your mind

Keep me in a box so you can play me when you want to
You can keep me in a box so you can play me when you want to

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