So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts,
One more experience, one more entry in a diary, self-penned
Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride

Too late to say I love you
Too late to stage the play
Abandoning the relics in my playground of yesterday


I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts

Too much, too soon, too far to go, too late to play,
The game is over, the game is over


So here I am once more in the playground of the broken hearts
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts, the game is over,


Yet another emotional suicide overdosed on sentiment and pride
I'm losing on the swings, I'm losing on the roundabouts, roundabouts, the game is over


Too late to say I love you,
Too late to stage the play, the game is over


I act the role in classic style of a martyr carved with twisted smile
To bleed the lyric for this song to write the rites to right my wrongs
An epitaph to a broken dream to exercise this silent scream

A scream that's borne from sorrow

I never did write that love song,

The words just never seemed to flow
Now sad in reflection did I gaze through perfection
And examine the shadows on the other side of morning

And examine the shadows on the other side of morning
Promised wedding now a wake, promised wedding now a wake,


The fool escaped from paradise
Will look over his shoulder and cry
Sit and chew on daffodils and struggle to answer

Why
As you grow up and leave the playground
Where you kissed your prince and found your frog,

Remember the jester that showed you tears, the script for tears

So I'll hold our peace forever when you wear your bridal gown

In the silence of my shame the mute that sang the sirens' song
Has gone solo in the game
I've gone solo in the game, but the game is over


Can you still say you love me, can you still say you love me
Can you still say that you love me,

Do you love me, do you love me, do you love me,
Do you love me, the jester's tear


Can you still say you love me, can you still say you love me,
Can you still say that you love me?


The jester's tear, the jester's tear