The Game You Play

[Verse 1] (Acoustic guitar picking, intimate) I brew the coffee before you wake Check the tires for the journey you’ll take It’s not a movie, it’s not a show Just the quiet ways I let you know I’m in your corner, I hold the line And when you see it, the world is fine Your head on my shoulder, a peaceful day Until the weather starts to shift away. [Pre-Chorus] (Voice gets a little rougher, building tension) Then the little things just disappear A sudden distance fills the air You look right through me, close the door Like I’m not trying anymore. [Chorus] (Strong, emotional, powerful vocals) And the word "love" drops from your lips Lost in the dark of your eclipse I build the bridge, you tear it down I play the fool to turn you 'round It takes a hundred tries to see you smile And I’ll keep trying for another mile But my hands are heavy, my spirit's worn I'm getting tired of weathering the storm. [Verse 2] (Back to quiet, but exhausted tone) You get upset at the silent air Like my steady hands are no longer there You want the fireworks, the spark, the flash And treat my daily fire like fading ash You give the shoulder, the attitude A heavy silence fills the room I ask what’s wrong, you look away And so begins the game we play. [Pre-Chorus] (Building tension again) 'Cause the little things just disappear A sudden distance fills the air You look right through me, close the door Like I’m not trying anymore. [Chorus] (Loud, gravelly, passionate) And the word "love" drops from your lips Lost in the dark of your eclipse I build the bridge, you tear it down I play the fool to turn you 'round It takes a hundred tries to see you smile And I’ll keep trying for another mile But my hands are heavy, my spirit's worn I'm getting tired of weathering the storm. [Bridge] (Stripped back, almost whispering but strained) Why do we spin on this same old wheel? Where I have to prove how much I feel? I break my back to pull you near To chase away your sudden fear But I am only a single man Doing the very best I can I love you deep, I love you true... But I'm running out of ways to prove it to you. [Guitar Solo] (Melancholic, bluesy acoustic solo) [Outro] (Slow, fading out, defeated but loving) Just look around, open your eyes The love is here, no grand disguise The folded clothes, the locked front door What are we always fighting for? I'm just so tired. Yeah, I'm so tired. Don't make me win you back today... Just let this quiet love be okay. [End]