Count to three,
Roll the dice
Play the game,
Don’t think twice
I’ve played it before,
And I’ll play it again
Doesn’t mean
I’m used to it
Doesn’t mean
I wanna go through with it
If I have to,
I’ll most certainly cheat
I got plenty secret, twisted lies,
And it’s a good thing you can’t read my mind
My board game’s in the shape of a heart
Most people lose
Before they get a chance to start
I’ll do what I gotta do
If it means winning against you
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