The Game
Close the door, switch off the light
We’re going to be good friends tonight
Come lay with me and let’s embrace
Ignore the seediness of this place
We’ll make mechanical love like we always do
And I’ll whisper sweet endearments to you
When I’m done, my passion spent
You’ll understand not a word was meant.
I’ll get dressed and pay your fee
I’ll mean nothing to you nor you to me
To one another we’re bodies without a name
Playing along to the rules of the Game.
Separately, we’ll leave the cheap motel
And you’ll return to your private hell
While I go home to my kids and wife
Without another thought of you and your life.
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