Isn’t it about time our cards were on the table? And isn’t it about time we learned to face the truth? What are we going to do about this love that isn’t working? What are we going to do now that the rain is through the roof? This game has got to stop, throwing in the towel doesn’t help us out a lot Words can be our wings or bring us crashing to the ground Either way it’s time to put it right, to draw a line Stop playing with my heart, telling me it’s ok when we both know that it’s not It’s never going to be again Now that we’ve made our bed, we can’t stay undercover When all of the things we’ve said are shouting in the sheets When are we going to wake up from this dream that’s now a nightmare? What are we going to do now that we can’t afford to sleep? This game has got to stop, throwing in the towel doesn’t help us out a lot Words can be our wings or bring us crashing to the ground Either way it’s time to put it right, to draw a line Stop playing with my heart, telling me it’s ok when we both know that it’s not It’s never going to be again Mend these broken bones Stop playing with my heart, telling me it’s ok when we both know that it’s not It’s never going to be again Fix this broken home This game has got to stop, throwing in the towel doesn’t help us out a lot Words can be our wings or bring us crashing to the ground Either way it’s time, to put it right, to draw a line Stop playing with my heart, telling me it’s ok when we both know that it’s not It’s never going to be again Fix this broken home