Lyric Into A Game

I never thought it could come to this,
as you sit there crying,
hanging on with your fingertips
to something that s already dead.
Now we re into a game
and it s all a bit strange.
Once on a time we were sincere;
now, we re acting charades,
hiding behind cracked images
from other people s stages;
now, we re into a game,
and it s all a bit strange,
but familiar, too...
the rules never change; I know it, but do you?
I ve seen it all before,
and this play no longer moves me,
but the closing of a door
is never easy.