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Rated: GC · Poetry · Adult · #1810390
A woman retaliates against the games men play, fighting fire with fire.
My game was to tear your world apart
To make you think you had my heart
Your best play was to try to be charming
No way in hell I’d let you disarm me

Call me baby, or whatever you’d like
You’re in my game now & I’m full of spite
You’ll be screaming my name in the end
Cause I’m a better player & I always win

Figured you out before your first move
Always one step ahead of you
Power of seduction is a woman’s best game
Silly boy to think I’d be tame

What the fuck you take me for
Thought I’d be your little whore
Little did you know, I took something from you
You’ll find no-one satisfies you like I do

Call me baby, or whatever you’d like
You’re in my game now & I’m full of spite
You’ll be screaming my name in the end
Cause I’m a better player & I always win

Together you and me are a disease
You are the dis, I’am the ease
We create nothing but pain
And we seem to do it again and again

You can stay on your knees, that’s where you belong
U’re gonna miss me now that I’m gone
Theres always an end to every game
Difference is, there’ll be tears from my flame

Call me baby, or whatever you’d like
You’re in my game now & I’m full of spite
You’ll be screaming my name in the end
Cause I’m a better player & I always win
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