Your Lament Lyrics

This is the place you love/ and this is the game you won, sort of
You think I'm mean, I think you're pretty/the truth is not clean
Slowly we melt like wax/ you throw me away but I keep coming backMary Lorson & Saint Low - Your Lament - http://motolyrics.com/mary-lorson-and-saint-low/your-lament-lyrics.html
Swing all you want, your feet are cemented/ it's something like love
You don't know which you want so you take both and neither one feels right