...the game is on again...

One of us is crying

One of us is lying

In her lonely bed

Staring at the ceiling

Wishing she was somewhere else instead

One of us is lonely

One of us is only

Waiting for a call

Sorry for herself, feeling stupid feeling small

Wishing she had never left at all

((The winner takes it all))-------------------------------------------------------------------

Ámame para que pueda morir del modo placentero.

Ódiame, porque tu amor es excesivo para mí,

o deja que los dos mutuamente, y no a mí, se destruyan.

viviré enttonces para apoyo y triunfo tuyo.

Así, para que tú a mí, a tu amor y odio no destruyas,

déjame vivir, pero ama y ódiame también.

John Donne**