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Texty: Chris Isaak. Best Of. Wicked Game.


The world was on fire and no one could save me but you,
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No, I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart]
No, I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

What a wicked game to play,
To make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do,
To let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say,
You never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do,
To make me dream of you !
And I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart]
No I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart]
With you

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you,
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
I never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart
No I don't want to fall in love,
[This world is only gonna break your heart]
With you
With you

Nobody loves no one