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lyrics: J. Morse © 1983 You used me, you abused me You thought I'd never tell But when you signed that contract You damned us both to hell You tell me lies, you make your alibis You change the story every time You go behind my back, so far off the beaten track You've proved to me that you're not worth a dime You're cold, so cold The stories are getting pretty old So cold, so cold Well, now you're gonna pay 'cause I've been told What you do when I'm not there Your cover-ups, they show such flair All I know is it ain't fair 'Cause I know that you don't care. . . anymore But that's okay, 'cause I can play the same game I'm gonna dance around you Burn you to the ground You hardened my heart too well And deep inside I found the truth-- You say you'll change, but it can't be arranged You've got ice, not blood, in your heart You're stepping into danger, if you're not paying Attention, I guess you'd better start You'll think your life is nice until I put you on ice And let you sit and think on it awhile But when you try'n run back to me, all that you are going to see Is someone here with me, and me wearing a smile You're cold, so cold The stories are getting pretty old So cold, so cold Well, now you're gonna pay 'cause I've been told What you do when I'm not there Your cover-ups, they show such flair All I know is it ain't fair 'Cause I know that you don't care. . . anymore But that's okay, 'cause I can play the same game |