| Watch them go
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| 'Cause one by one they rise to fall
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| Hearts in tow
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| It’s just a game — she’s only having fun
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| She laughs and turns away surprised
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| She mocks it’s all the same
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| Tonight’s the loss tomorrow’s gain
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| And in the end it’s so, oh
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| Stand in line
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| As one by one they march in time
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| In the wing
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| I stand and watch these foolish things go by
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| Just preparing for the play
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| Aloof she moves
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| The confidante, with practiced step
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| The merry dance she executes her role, role
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| As the cavalcade begins to thin
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| Do you stop and look around?
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| Free to choose, but not to win —
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| You’re just too late
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| Your show is at an end —
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| Now you’re the victim of your game
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| Through your fingers watch them slip
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| Familiar rules just hit and miss
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| For the one who never shows |