"If they ever drop the bomb" you said "I'll find you in the flames." But now we act like people   Who don't know each other's names           Well sometimes it makes me sad you know Sometimes it makes me smile 'Cause you know how the game goes honey     We all eat it once in awhile                Scissors cut  paper covers rock Breaks the shining scissor              You hurt me  I hurt her and she goes and we will miss her               Now I look around at people Playing children's games And I wonder if you're still thinking You might find me somewhere in the flames            Scissors cut  paper covers rock Breaks the shining scissor             You hurt me  I hurt her and she goes and we will miss her             Scissors cut      Paper covers rock  Breaks the shining scissor   You hurt me    I hurt her and she    she goes and we will miss her ...