If love is a game
Where is the coach
Who is the referee to call a foul
Where is first aid when you get hurt
How come no one plays as a team
Where is the rule book with all the guidelines
Who is there to explain the plays
Do you see what I'm saying
Without all these things
It's not really a game
So you can quit calling yourself a player
Quit acting like the MVP
Stop treating me like a trophy to win
Your not team captain so don't try to rule me
Let me put in a way you'll understand
You're not making points
If you keep acting like this you'll never score
If I was a game you'd be losing me playing this way
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