Loaded Game

You sit like you already know my sins

Like you memorised the places I give in

Every breath you steal slows time for me

You don’t chase… you let me come willingly

I scatter truth like shattered glass

You study every fractured past

You touch my wrist like you own my pulse

And suddenly my chaos feels rehearsed

You map my mind with patient hands

Turn every flaw into your plans

I try to run but I lean instead

You plant your voice inside my head

You played like chess, calm and calculated

Whilst I lived like cards, wild and unpredictable

You are the move, I am the twist

And I melt every time you tighten your grip

Roll the dice, take a chance

Which version of me will you get tonight?

I call it luck, you call it strategy

The way you have me hooked is now a lasting memory

You speak my name like it’s sacred ground

Low and slow like a dangerous sound

You watch me like I’m something rare

Like breaking me is a ritual prayer

Your silence pulls me closer still

You don’t demand… you bend my will

Your shadow lingers on my skin

Long after your hands have left their hymn

You trace devotion down my spine

Make surrender feel divine

I lose the war inside your gaze

And beg to stay inside your maze

You played like chess, calm and calculated

Whilst I lived like cards, wild and unpredictable

You are the move, I am the twist

And I crave every second I shouldn’t exist

Roll the dice, take a chance

Which version of me will you get tonight?

I call it luck, you call it strategy

The way you have me hooked is now a lasting memory

Stack the deck with your fingertips

Write your promises across my lips

I wear your influence like perfume

Lingering long after you leave the room

Every risk tastes sweeter with you

Every boundary bends when you choose

I blur the line between fear and need

You’re the addiction I let myself breathe

You played like chess, slow domination

I lived like cards, sweet devastation

You are the move, I am the twist

And I ache where your absence exists

Roll the dice, take a chance

Which ghost of me will you get tonight?

I call it luck, you call it strategy

And loving you is my favourite tragedy

Loaded game…

Your voice still echoes in my veins

And I would lose

Just to feel you win again