Game That I Play - Jessica Pratt

People’s faces blend together

Like a watercolor you can’t remember in time

Were you coming to me to tell me you’re a man?

You got a look 'bout you, baby, too

Out of all of the change in the game that I play (Game I play)

But I see that you’re leaving, what can I say?

(What can I say?)

It’s the game that I play

Would would say I often try

To leave my thoughts of you behind?

Were you coming to me to tell me you’re a man?

Take a look 'round you, baby, think that you’re a fan?

I’d like to go there sometime

Just to know what you’re thinking

I guess the choice now is mine

Hard to know where we’ve been

In this marsh

In this marsh