Steel so sharp, steel so cold
You opened your arms to me when no one else would.
Will playing this game ever get old?
I’ve told you yes more times than I should.

You opened your arms to me when no one else would.
You cannot hurt me, you shine so bright.
I’ve told you yes more times than I should.
In misery, I gladly give up the fight.

You cannot hurt me, you shine so bright.
But your lies deceive me and I thrive in pain.
In misery, I gladly give up the fight.
Though this time I fight; I end this pain.

But your lies deceive me and I thrive in pain.
Steel so sharp, steel so cold.
Though this time I fight; I end this pain.
Will playing this games ever get old?