Same Old Game
Love's Desperate Dance: Same Old Game by Lou Doillon
Lyrics
I'm stuck again,
I feel trapped once again.
In the same old game,
I'm stuck in a repetitive and familiar situation or relationship.
And there's no way in,
There is no apparent way to enter or exit this situation.
No way out.
No clear solution or escape is evident.
I found me a man,
I have found a man who is indifferent or uncaring.
That don't give a damn,
He doesn't care about my feelings or well-being.
So I wait, I wait every night.
I patiently wait for him every night.
If I try to explain
When I attempt to articulate what hurts me deeply,
What breaks me so,
He reacts emotionally, pleading for me to stay.
He cries and begs for me not to go,
He cries and begs to prevent my departure.
And so I stay and I hold his hand
Despite the difficulties, I remain by his side,
As he looks away without a sound
Holding his hand while he avoids making a sound.
And so I stay and I hold his hand
I persist in supporting him silently.
As he looks away without a sound
He remains unresponsive as I continue to be there for him.
And I try to forget,
I try to forget and trust your words,
And believe what you say,
Believing in the explanations you provide and the games you play.
The excuses you make and the game that you play
But something's gone wrong,
Because I was once strong and resilient.
Because once I was strong,
Now, I find myself on my knees, trying to please you.
And now I'm down on my knees trying to please.. you
And so I stay and I hold your hand,
As you look away without uttering a sound.
As he looks away, without a sound.
I endure the silence and remain supportive.
And so I stay and I hold his hand
Again, I hold your hand as you avert your gaze in silence.
As he looks away, without a sound.
And I find no peace,
As I contemplate the hands of time continuously moving.
And I find no rest,
Restlessness persists as I observe the cyclical nature of time.
As I stare at the hands that go around and around.
And I find no peace,
Waiting for the man whose actions repeat in a circular motion.
And I find no rest,
Restlessness prevails as I await him.
As I wait for my man whose hands go around.
And so I stay and I hold his hand,
I persist as he avoids acknowledging me without making a sound.
As he looks away, without a sound
I endure the silence and maintain my support.
And so I stay and I hold his hand,
Once again, I hold his hand as he remains silent and distant.
As he looks away, without a sound.
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