what desire will make foolish people do

^{What a wicked game you played, to make me feel this way}  

^{What a wicked thing to do,} 

^{to let me dream of you} 

Don't tell me about what you meant to do 

if there were intentions,  we both know they weren't good 

Don't tell me how it good it was, or could have been

trying to rewrite a history we both want to forget 

I don't need you to remind me about how it felt;

the way you remember it 

I have my own version, on continuous loop

^{Title and italics from Chris Isaak  -Wicked game}