I see you look at me, through that china frame
I’ve seen you here before, time and time again
I know your name, what’s your game?
Every time you’re there, filling my head with doubts
All these questions rise, I just can’t keep them out
I know your name, what’s your game?
Why won’t you tell me, what’s going on in your head?
Give me a reason, or are you already dead?
Won’t you leave me alone, leave me alone
Please
What’s your game?
Don’t wanna cry no more, I’ve just had enough
You show me that I’m weak, when I thought that I was tough
I know your name, what’s your game?
So hard to forget, why can’t you be ignored
Look what you’ve done to me, it’s all your fault!
I know your name, what’s your game?
Why won’t you tell me, what’s going on in your head?
Give me a reason, or are you already dead?
Won’t you leave me alone, leave me alone
Please
What’s your game?
Please
What’s your game?
What’s the point, where’s your plan?
Where are you going?
(Have you got anything in mind?)
When you get there what then,
What will you do with your life?
What's the point?
Won’t you leave me alone
Please
What’s your game?
credits
from Leaving It Late,
released July 6, 2001
Lyrics by Nat Ayling
Music by Mint
Vocals by Nat Ayling
Bass Guitar by Benn Cordrey
Electric Guitars by Andrew Gaines and Richard Thomas
Acoustic Guitar by Nat Ayling
Drums by Simon Edwards
Produced by Andrew Wolfe and Steven Dawson
Crossgate Studios, Durham City, England
June 2001