Checkmate
it's all just a game, my dear
(so reset the chessboard)
you're dancing on the white squares
like you own them
like they're yours
gallivanting through time
(and space)
because you were born for this, baby
even when you have to sacrifice yourself
you do it;
you have nothing to lose
(and everything to gain)
every time
(because he's your everything
and if you lose him
this universe is nothing)
and so your heart may be up for grabs
and your sanity out the window
and your identity a broken mirror
but this is love (or so they say)
and you'd do it again, and again,
and again. (You do.)
if only to see him smile
one last time
(and you know)
he'll pine for that woman
and kiss her when no one can see
and live on the clouds in memoriam
but this is love (or so they say)
and you jump
(if only to see it to the end)
(this is all just your game, my dear)
you reset the chessboard
(just finish your stupid game)