--words and music by Michael Stanley
from "Eighteen Down", 2000, Razor & Tie Entertainment
Tonight all the thieves in the temple Are laughing a little too loud With coy observations about situations That once stood so proud Getting high on the safety of distance They run all their best lines So secure in the knowledge the blood that was spilled... It's not theirs this time... La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La La And gone are those nights undercover At least where together's concerned That some other lovers are fanning the flames... They used to burn And with tongues now used only for lashing Seems like nothing that they wouldn't say Wondering when what they had did it all go so bad And slip right away... And here we go over and over Dancing around it again And when do you learn when you crash gonna burn... And nobody wins Yeah and nothing's the same When you're playing the endgame... La La La La La La La La La When you're playing the endgame... La La La La La La La La La And she's got her fey indignation And he's got his self-righteous tone Right now they're wondering if being together Is different than being alone And their promises scattered like cowards Cross the desert of things that they do And the fingers are pointing but each of 'em knows Where the bodies are hid... And here we go over and over Dancing around it again And when do you learn when you crash gonna burn... And nobody wins... Yeah here we go over and over Dancing around it again And when do you learn when you crash gonna burn... And nobody wins... Yeah and nothing's the same When you're playing the endgame... La La La La La La La La La (to fade)