Love is a game

Love plays with you like with a puppet in its hands

And love doesn’t think and love doesn’t give a damn

‘Cuz love is supernatural in a way

It naturally sucks, that’s all that I can say

I guess love’s a game, and you’re usually the loser

It’s like you’re deleted, you’re not anymore a user

‘Cuz every time you login to start a new game

Love shuts down, and you keep screaming – damn!

Just keep on pushing the buttons my friend

‘Cuz who knows maybe you will win in the end

And if you get addicted well you know that is your fault

‘cuz no one really pushed you in this miserable vault

Sometimes you play and you’re doing really well

And everyone around tells – hey, you’re doing pretty swell

And you get so excited, that you move on faster

Until you see the red letters telling you – oops…ERROR

Start the game

Jump over a cliff

Run a bit

Careful now...

Oh what a hit!

No...

Now stop!

Oh how could you miss!?

Hey there dude...

Have you stopped playing yet?

No, not yet...
game over man...

Damn!