What’s this game we’re playing?

I don’t know it anymore —

Wasn’t there affection in it once?

 

I do not feel like staying,

Not sure what we’re still here for —

The rules are stupid, or I’m just a dunce

 

For thinking once that you and I

Could ever make an “us”;

Instead we’re here amidst this jumbled mess

 

For love is not the opposite

Of hate, my darling dear:

No, love’s true opposite

Is selfishness