| There was a man, a lonely man
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| Who lost his love through his indifference
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| A heart that cared, that went unchecked
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| Until it died within his silence
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| And Solitaire’s the only game in town
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| And every road that takes him, takes him down
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| And by himself, it’s easy to pretend
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| He’ll never love again
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| And keeping to himself he plays the game
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| Without her love it always ends the same
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| While life goes on around him everywhere
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| He’s playing Solitaire
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| A little hope goes up in smoke
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| Just how it goes, goes without saying
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| There was a man, a lonely man
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| Who would command the hand he’s playing
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| And Solitaire’s the only game in town
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| And every road that takes him, takes him down
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| And by himself, it’s easy to pretend
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| He’ll never love again
|
| And keeping to himself he plays the game
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| Without her love it always ends the same
|
| While life goes on around him everywhere
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| He’s playing Solitaire
|
| A little hope goes up in smoke
|
| Just how it goes, goes without saying
|
| And Solitaire’s the only game in town
|
| And every road that takes him, takes him down
|
| And by himself, it’s easy to pretend
|
| He’ll never love again
|
| And keeping to himself he plays the game
|
| Without her love it always ends the same
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| While life goes on around him everywhere
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| He’s playing Solitaire |