The Game (Live)

The bar was dark and quiet and still
And nothing could be heard, the dust lay undisturbed
At a table near the back, underneath a fan
Two men shared a joke about the normal folk

The cards are on the table, the winner takes it all
The game is nearly over, one man about to fall

Well, I don't believe in Heaven, I don't believe in Hell
I don't believe what I'm seeing, this is no game, can't you tell, no

"I'm calling your bluff", the first man said
The people went to war, they always wanted more
And how could I ever fail to lose?
They can't take it any more, they want to end the score

The second man showed his hand some walked barefoot across the land
And many have seen the future and are doing the best they can

Well, I don't believe in Heaven I don't believe in Hell
I don't believe what I'm seeing this is no game, can't you tell, good God!

Oh well, I don't believe in Heaven, I don't believe in Hell
I don't believe what I'm seeing, this is no game, can't you tell

The clock ticked past the final hour
Now which of the men had lost and what was the cost?
The glasses now were empty and gone
To wash away the shame and take away the pain

One man left the table, the other with head in hands
Paid the bill for the defeated the only thing left that stands

Well, I don't believe in Heaven I don't believe in Hell
I don't believe what I'm seeing this is no game, can't you tell, no

Well, I don't believe in Heaven I don't believe in Hell
I don't believe what I'm seeing this is no game, can't you tell, no



Credits
Writer(s): Mark Chadwick, Charles Kenton Heather, Jeremy Cunningham, Simon Friend, Jonathan Sevink
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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