The Game
It's always a question of who's involved in the game.
The players are playing,
others wish they could do the same.
Hey baby what's up?
Can I talk to you, what's your name?
Just thought I'd try
to take advantage of this little time-frame.
Do you think my spark is enough
to turn your chill into a flame?
You're starting to laugh
but that wasn't really my aim.
Sure I like to see you smile
but the look is telling me I'm lame.
If I can stand I'll walk away,
to find another who won't
try to make me feel like I'm to blame
for the problems they're having
making the tigers of the world tame.