Cards

With pretty words you said on that night you're here to stay
Your shaky voice told me that one day you’d walk away

But baby I put salt on open wounds
They won't hurt much, one lie I told you
You never really got the clues I put out for you

Poor baby victim of the twisted mind
Stuck in a maze you've made yet like to leave behind
Poor baby you’ve caught yourself off guard
Should've never played the game if you can't read the cards

My line of actions took me somewhere you nevеr could
Their cryptic ways made me this somеone you thought you knew

But baby I put salt on open wounds
They won't hurt much, one lie I told you
If only you could see it all from my point of view

Poor baby victim of the twisted mind
Stuck in a maze you've made yet like to leave behind
Poor baby you've caught yourself off guard
Should've never played the game if you can't read the cards