We've been training   Now we look like each other   Face down and   Booked and printed for young lovers   Even as I write out of this song   The ink wears off but the beat goes on      Chorus:   I pledge my edge of the razor   No minor league night in the majors   Even though we cut up, we can really cut 'em down   Though you're sharper than me, it's too late to turn around      Heavy trading   On the floor at the market   A million keys for my heart   But they'll never unlock it   We played for laughs now love is the prize   If we're playing for keeps, keep these tears from my eyes      Chorus      Bridge:   One slice of life   One lover's lane   One man and a wife   Not taken in vain   While they're cutting deals with grim reapers   Tell me, where'd you get those peepers      Well I filling out all the pages of this questionaire   But I left out all the details of this affair   They'll never get it down on the books   So they'll never know how much it took      Chorus