A game of love is always lost
And your ladoured with the cost
Of mending hearts replacing dreams
With pre-fab. hope near tear streams
And only booze can get you through
Or so you think and so you do
Carry on a lonesome dance
You, a bottle, a fading chance
Maddened by the merriment
You hatch an ill experiment
Throwing your lot in with lust
But find it worst then grime and dust
A burned out shell where love once stood
But glad at the miracle that someone could
Embrace your faults and call you theres
Match your wants and feeble cares
Share a joke and hold your hand
Make you feel in demand
Your lesson learnt at quite a price
Don't trade love for any vice
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