Little Games - The Colourist, St. Lucia

I saw you messin' around

We were down, the times were rough

But was the light that you found

On the other side enough?

What did I do so wrong?

You lied and led me on

Was I your hit and run?

Left for dead and now you’re gone

Oh we were comin' around

You threw me back down

You had my trust in your hands

You gave it up again

We were comin' around

So far from dealin' with all these little games

Holdin' in so much you could drown

When you knew that times were tough

But I’ve had enough with you down

With your hands facing up

What did I do so wrong?

You lied and led me on

Was I your hit and run?

Left for dead and now you’re gone

Oh we were comin' around

You threw me back down

You had my trust in your hands

You gave it up again

We were comin' around

So far from dealin' with all these little games

With all these little games

I feel you far, too far away

Would you need to, need to stay

I’m feeling far away (So far from seeing)

Why would you even stay?

(You're so deceiving)

I’m feeling far away (So far from seeing)

Why would you even stay?

Oh we were comin' around

You threw me back down

You had my trust in your hands

You gave it up again

We were comin' around

So far from dealin' with all these little games

Oh we were comin' around

You threw me back down

You had my trust in your hands

You gave it up again

We were comin' around

So far from dealin' with all these little games

With all these little games