Freedom Fighters
Like I used to, like before
I just don't love you the way you want me to
No, I don't love you anymore
And I've been crying
I just don't love you
Don't love you
Don't love you
Don't love you
Don't love you anymore
You lie to me
Cry to me
Crawl on your hands and your knees begging please
Well, what do you want?
What is it you need?
I've given you all that I have
I just don't love you anymore
No, I don't love you
You pull me down
Push me around
I've had about all I can take
You fooled around
Busy doing the tow
Shadows In The Rain
Written by Sting & Dominic Miller
He deals the cards as a meditation
And those he plays never suspect
He doesn't play for the money he wins
He don't play for respect
He deals the cards to find the answer
The sacred geometry of chance
The hidden law of a probable outcome
The numbers lead a dance
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
He may play the jack of diamonds
He may lay the queen of spades
He may conceal a king in his hand
While the memory of it fades
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
And if I told you that I loved you
You'd maybe think there's something wrong
I'm not a man of too many faces
The mask I wear is one
Well, those who speak know nothin'
And find out to their cost
Like those who curse their luck in too many places
And those who fear are lost
I know that the spades are the swords of a soldier
I know that the clubs are weapons of war
I know that diamonds mean money for this art
But that's not the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart
That's not the shape, the shape of my heart