your love is a losing game
There’s a sudden inferno amongst us, while for you this was a flame.
Love is a five story fire as you thought it was, when you came to him. You’ve to understand, love is nothing than just a losing game.
How I wish you never played that way, coz what a mess you’ve made and now everything is in the final frame and you still didn’t get it, love is nothing than a losing game to him.
You think you can played out this like a band, when your love will never losing hand but little did you know this is more than he could stand and now your love is losing hand.
Your self professed so profound till your safety chips all were down. I know you’re a gambling man but love still can losing hand.
Though most of the time I’m rather be blind and lets your love set a fate to resigned.
What a hurtful memories that mar a mind coz this love of yours is a fate to resigned.
Over futile odds and with all the laughed by the gods.
Now I’m standing in the final frame and enjoying the moment, when your love is a losing game after all.
