Deuce Lyrics

Is it constant change in view point,
Or the moving of the lines
That we drew last time when we came here?
Your promises they faulted now.

I tried to play the game
But the offside caught me out again.
I dropped the ball before the line,
But I lived to fight another day.

I was only dreaming with something sticking in my eye.
I'm make believing that you were tongue tied.