Fools run Where an angel fears to follow We’ve come to a place no fool would go Sparks fly And the truth rings harsh and hollow It’s the same old song We’ve sung so long It’s the only dance we know Hard times When the threads of love unravel The arms stretch But the hands don’t ever meet True love is a rocky road to travel You better get out of the kitchen If you cannot stand the heat Bad blood - hostile words get spoke in anger Caught up in a game where no one wins Our heads tend to disregard the dangers While our hearts hang in the balance And the wheel of fortune spins Why must every heart I trust desert me Why must it always end the same Fate deals the last one down and dirty It’s the hands you keep That make you weep But that’s The Nature of the Game Cold eyes stare at you across the table The stakes rise With each moment you delay Hang tough If you still believe you’re able Or else play your hand The best you can And get yourself away Why does every heart I trust desert me Why must it always end the same Fate deals the last one down and dirty It’s the hands you fold That make you old That’s The Nature of the Game It’s the hands you fold That make you old But that’s The Nature of the Game It’s the hands you fold That make you old That’s The Nature of the Game