Weve been training
Now we look like each other
Face down and
Booked and printed for young lovers
Even as I write out of this song
The ink wears off but the beat goes on
Chorus:
I pledge my edge of the razor
No minor league night in the majors
Even though we cut up, we can really cut em down
Though youre sharper than me, its too late to turn around
Heavy trading
On the floor at the market
A million keys for my heart
But theyll never unlock it
We played for laughs now love is the prize
If were playing for keeps, keep these tears from my eyes
Chorus
Bridge:
One slice of life
One lovers lane
One man and a wife
Not taken in vain
While theyre cutting deals with grim reapers
Tell me, whered you get those peepers
Well I filling out all the pages of this questionaire
But I left out all the details of this affair
Theyll never get it down on the books
So theyll never know how much it took
Chorus