I was sitting cut, spitting blood with my pride collapsed. Sickened to the gut, lit one up, Let my mind relax. I once thought that I could walk away. But I was fitted up, slid n shut, you knew I'd react.
I know I'll never get the last laugh, only the blame And I should never let my dark heart blacken my name but I'm addicted to the hard part of playing the game and never settle for a draw but you're forever levelling the score.
Doubled up and clawing the floor as the comedown came. Shivering like a whore turning tricks in the London rain. I once thought that I could walk away. Never should have fought in your war in that dumbed down state.
I know I'll never get the last laugh, only the shame And I should never let my dark heart blacken my name, but I'm addicted to the hard part of playing the game and never settle for a draw, but you're forever levelling the score.
Still living with the curse, we've a hell of a history I'm driven by a thirst for your delicate twist. For bringing out my worst, you're the first on my list. You got me cos you knew I wouldn't run.
I know I'll never get the last laugh, only the shame that I should ever let my dark heart blacken my name but I'm addicted to the hard part of playing the game and never settle for a draw but you're forever levelling the score.