For you I was a flame, love is a losing game.
Five story fire as you came, love is a losing game, one I wish I never played, oh what a mess we made, and now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Played out by the band, love is a losing hand, more than I could stand, love is a losing hand, self professed, profound, ‘Til the chips were down, know you’re a gambling man
Love is a losing hand
Though I battle blind, love is a fate resigned, memories mar my mind. Love, it is a fate resigned, over futile odds and laughed at by the gods. And now the final frame
Love is a losing game
Quanto mais vivo, mais a letra desta música me afeta. Com toda a certeza hoje posso dizer “love is losing game”
Adriel & Patrick 