I guess things don't always work out how we plan... All this time you'd think I'd understand the strain of how to keep things together... Things seem much easier to fall apart Your words repeat etched deeply in my mind And I can't seem to leave this all behind It's pick and choose Win or lose And I'm tired of the games we play Maybe one day I'll find my way to ease... Leave behind these nightmares, hold fast to dreams I know it looks like I have everything I need... But you never look at what I need you to see It's pick and choose Win or lose And I'm tired of the game...