loving you is like a chess game
so afraid to lose you
every single move i make
i think about again and again and again
every single word i say
goes through a long process of thinking
late night searching for the right step
i've never felt this way
about anyone before, so believe me

i am terrified
to lose this game
the queen trembles in my fingers
unknowing of the future
that awaits her king
he is you and she is me

our love is like a house of cards
a single blow of the wind
a little misstep
and everything could fall apart

but maybe i'm wrong
and a little paranoid
but honey, i know
how easy it is
for one to unlove me

and so i end up losing the games
showing my trump cards
at the very start
as if when it comes to love
i go insane

driven by the highs
the inevitable falls seem to be ignored
by my rose-coloured eyes
so i push and i push and i push
until reality pulls me away
but by then it's too late

by then, i've already lost the game