it’s impossible, she’s too young, she’ll never let you in
how can you say you love her?
it’s just infatuation
it’s improbable, having fun, they live a life of sin
sooner or later, it must end
the walls are slowly closing in
and now that it’s done
time to turn and run
she says she never felt the same
that he forced her in
to this life of sin
and he’s the only one to blame
the game is over, the four-leaf clover
is just ironic, such a shame
she taped a leaf on, the grief her wanton
trick has cost him everything,
she’s just beginning while his ending came
they’re closing in
OK, you win
how could he love her now that he knows?
play with fire…so it goes…
there you are, in my dream i can see you
now i realize it was me who
tricked me into believing in this dream
now i know in my heart it was just me
it was just an illusion of trust we
had created, made it better than it seemed