And you’re dying to know her
 The skin on her shoulders
 And your tears start for no reason
 Her smile like a beacon
 And I find this is what I tell myself
 This is what i tell myself
 You’re playing, playing, playing around with what’s left of your heart
 You’re playing and I come apart under pressure
 Blame it on her voice
 But you know what you’re doing
 You can blame it on her voice
 You watch as she’s talking
 Skittish as a deer
 How softly she listens
 To what no one else can hear
 This is what I tell myself
 You’re playing, playing, playing, around with what’s left of your heart
 You’re playing and I come apart under pressure
 There’s no way I could ever forget her
 Sitting on your hands
 Lost among the damned
 There’ll be places you cannot forget
 Like an infant you’re crawling to your knees
 Watch you push and shove in and out of love
 The wind shifts and you sail out of your life
 You’re playing, playing, playing, around with what’s left of your heart
 You’re playing and I come apart under pressure
 You’re playing, playing, playing, around with what’s left of your heart
 You’re playing, playing, and I come apart under pressure
 There’s no way I could ever forget her