The winds of desire
Our lover the end
Words are a liar
Our lover the man
Lucky you, lucky me, liar one or maybe two
Seduce and abuse are no excuse

The legends of denial, our lover the way
gun's on arrival, our lover that plays
Aim at you shooting me or let it be, let it be
Seduce and abuse and no refuse

The devil in disguise, bluffing more than twice the foolish never wise
playing the same old cards, old cards, old cards, old carrrrds

The sign of loves, of roads that never cross, the fools enjoy their loss
Walking the same old yards, old yards, old yards, old yaaarrrdds