The Game Gets Old

So many times I've played the game of love But it always ends in vain I'm back in the ring with my boxing gloves So I'm gonna feel some pain Now, how many times can I lose this game of love? I had a love who played with my soul And it hurt so bad And I tried to live on my own And it made me sad And the game gets old Just a memory untold And the game gets old I found out there are no rules to the game And it don't make no sense at all Like shooting an arrow with my old aim Who knows where it'll fall Now my cards on the table win, lose or draw I had a love who played with my soul And it hurt so bad And I tried to live all on my own And it made me sad And the game gets old Just a memory untold And the game gets old Now, I had a love who played with my soul And it hurt so bad Then I tried to live, live on my own Don't you know it made me sad, yeah And the game gets old Just a memory untold And the game gets old Just a memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold And the game gets old Just another memory untold