Love is a gamble
Messing with you is a game
Without you love wouldn't be the same
Where do I point the hand of blame
When I should be the one in shame
The way you make me feel
Its so unreal
Its like a thrill
Only God knows how you make me feel
Messing with you is a game
Without you love wouldn't be the same
Where do I point the hand of blame
When I should be the one in shame
The way you make me feel
Its so unreal
Its like a thrill
Only God knows how you make me feel
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