The Trade
Philip Berg, Daniel Rudd
[Verse 1]
Was it all just a trick?
Was it only a ruse?
Me falling in love with you, with you?
Walk the steps to the stage
With your black knees showing
But now the magic fades
And we're running out of time
[Chorus]
It's running out for me
It's running out for you
After all that we've been through
It's sad to see us lose
I watch you walk away
While I stare down from this noose
I'm hanging in your place, place, place
Place
[Outro]
I'm happy with this trade