I'm out of plays
Nowhere to hide
Now I've got to turn
and face the lie

This charade of love and hate
I should have guessed before I took the bait
The players, though there are few
Only one can rise up from two

I thought I was queen in this game like chess
Though it happened I was second best
Can't believe I didn't see it coming
I couldn't tell through all your cunning

A flick of your wrist, a sweep of your hand
You changed the position that I stand

House of Cards, falling in
My chances of surviving: slim
Hearts are clubbed, diamonds melt to spades
Now all that is left are little graves.