Noites 100 Álcool: Love is a losing game..

For you I was the flame,

Love is a losing game

Five story fire as you came,

Love is 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 and profound

Tilter tips were down

Know you’re a gambling man

Love is a loosing hand

Tho' I battled blind,

Love is a fate resigned

Memories mar my mind,

Love is a fate resigned

Over futile odds,

And laughed at by the

GodsAnd now the final frame,

Love is a losing game..

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