you know i fell in love with you
but you were the bitch babe
i guess you'd call it a fatal passion
you try to pull my trigger
i guess we both had a lot to learn
'cause that's not my game
cross your heart and hope you survive
you're like a broken picture
a mirrored image i can't see
and you swallowed the key
now you know just how i feel
but tell me where do you draw the line
it's time that you realize
'cause that's not my game
you try to pull my trigger
i guess we both had a lot to learn
'cause that's not my game
cross your heart and hope you survive