The Game

What if the tables had turned
Would you still call my name
As I took the wrong turn
Would the fire still burn
Where did we learn how to play
What itll take to wash away
All the shame
One more round of the same
And if we had played by the rules
Would you lie awake at night
Do you still wonder why
We turned out to be fools
What then if wrong had been right
Would we be able to resist
The call of the wild
And rekindle the fire
I dont know whether were inside or out
Outside or in on the game
It doesnt matter
Because inside or out
Outside or in are the same
There is a frightening light
You get in the white of your eyes
Like a cat smelling mice
When youre rolling the dice
Much like a fist full of sand
Its so very hard to hold onto
The future we planned
We were dealt the wrong hand
Chorus
What if the tables had turned
Would you still call my name
As I took the wrong turn
Would the fire still burn
Chorus x 3