The winds of desire Our lover the end Words are a liar Our lover the man Lucky you, lucky me, liar one or maybe two Seduce and abuse are no excuse
The legends of denial, our lover the way A gun's on arrival, our lover that plays Aim at you shooting me or let it be, let it be Seduce and abuse and no refuse
The devil in disguise, bluffing more than twice the foolish never wise playing the same old cards, old cards, old cards, old carrrrds
The sign of loves, of roads that never cross, the fools enjoy their loss Walking the same old yards, old yards, old yards, old yaaarrrdds