Slave to the game of insecurity. I'm the first one to go his way. So say hi to her from me because she's my honey bee. And know one knows I've been here before. In this room the very same dance floor. Oh I've walked this floor. And it gets so hard for me to change you. Yeah it gets so hard if I change all those things that I do. Same as before. Different now it's a chore. Don't play a game you'll see that. You'll leave me wanting more oh oh oh. Same as before. Different now it's a chore. Well play a game you'll see. You'll leave me wanting more oh oh oh. Slave to the game of this insecurity. A game that's always out to get me. So be here when I get home. Oh to me it's always been the same. You've been a naughty girl going out again. Oh in the dark again. But it gets so hard for me to change you. Yeah it gets so hard if I change all those things that I do. Same as before. Different now it's a chore. Don't play a game you'll see. You'll leave me wanting more oh oh oh. Same as before. Different now it's a chore. Play a game you'll see that. You'll leave me wanting more oh oh oh