Shot through the heart
It's all part of the game that we call love
Would you be content to see me crying
After all those little games you put me through
After all I've done for you you're lying
Wouldn't it be nice to tell the truth
Didn't somebody somewhere say
You're gonna take a fall
I gave you everything
Now here's the curtain call
And I'm shot through the heart as I lay there alone
In the dark through the heart
It's all part of the game that we call love
Now you've come back here to say you're sorry
But I don't know who you're talking to
It could be the man I used to be, girl
But I've grown up and now I'm over you
Standing there just a livewire
With nowhere left to turn
You were gonna set the world on fire
But you'll never learn
Now you're shot through the heart as I lay there alone
In the dark through the heart
It's all part of the game that we call love
Standing there just a livewire
With nowhere left to turn
You were gonna set the world on fire
But you'll never learn
Now you're shot...
Baby does what baby please
And baby must have what she sees
But not this time, the tables turned
Baby, you just got burned
Shot through the heart as I lay there alone
In the dark through the heart
It's all part of the game that we call love
Lead Vocals: Jon Bon Jovi
Backing Vocals: Jon Bon Jovi, David Rashbaum, Richie Sambora, Alec John Such
Guitar: Jon Bon Jovi
Lead Guitar: Richie Sambora
Keyboards: David Rashbaum
Bass: Alec John Such
Drum: Tico Torres ["The Hit Man"]
Additional Musicians: Chunk Burgi, Doug Katsoras,
Aldo Nova appears courtesy of Portrait Records, Huey McDonald
Produced by Lance Quinn and Tony Bongiovi
Engineered by Scott Litt, Jeff Henderickson and Larry Alexander
Assistants: Jon Babich and Gary Rindfuss, Bruce Lampcov, Dave Greenberg and Barry Bongiovi
Recorded at The Power Station, New York City
© 1982 Jamb Co., Moonwalk Music Inc. and Simile Music Ltd. (ASCAP)
