For you I was a flame, love is a losing game Five story fire as you came, love is a losing game One I wished I never played, oh what a mess we made And now the final frame, love is a losing game Played out by the band, love is a losing hand More than I could stand, love is a losing hand Self-professed, profound, 'til the tips were down Know you're a gambling man, love is a losing hand Though I'm rather blind, love is a fair resign Memories mar my mind, love it is a fair resign Over a few tiles, and laughter by the docks And now the final frame, love is a losing game