Moths to a Flame

Babe I felt your pain, and I tasted all your tears . Babe I felt your pain, and I tasted all your tears. This much is plain there aint nothing gained listening to your fears

Still each night I sit at home, babe I\'m all alone just waiting for your call. Each night I wait at home, babe I\'m all alone just waiting for your call. I\'ve come to claim my share of the blame and pride before the fall.

If life is just a game, tell me babe what do you hope to win? Babe I say again, if life is just a game, what do you hope to win? Who\'s keeping score, if you what for, babe what for, is losing such a sin?

We fought it over and over and over but we never learned. We thought it over and over and over but we never learned. Like two moths to a flame, we singed our wings again, we got burned - yeah.