Trisha Yearwood - Victim of the game

It ^Ctook a little time But I ^Fguess you finally learned C ~ Am Of promises getting broken And ^Dm7bridges do get ^Gburned You've been ^Csifting through the ^C6ashes Just^E7 trying to find a ^Fflame Holding ^Gon to ^Cnothing You're a ^Gvictim of the ^Cgame ^G

You were ^Cstanding way too close To ^Fsee it fall apart C ~ Am There were things you couldn't hear 'Cause you were^Dm7 listening with your he^Gart You can't ^Csay I didn't ^C6warn you Now there's^E7 no one else to ^Fblame There's no one ^Gquite as bl^Cind As a ^Gvictim of the ^Cgame ^G

And it don't ^Fmatter ^Bbwho you a^Fre It treats ^Ceveryo^Bbne the ^Asame ^{A7 Dm} When ^Fall you need's a h^Geart To be a ^Fvictim o^Gf the g^Came ^F

You know it's ^Creally getting to you When you ^Ftake to telling lies C ~ Am You can try to fool your friends But you can't ^Dm7look 'em in the eye ^G There ^Cain't no standing t^C6all In the^E7 shadow of the ^Fshame When ^Geverybody kn^Cows That you're a ^Gvictim of the ^Cgame ^G

It don't ^Fmatter ^Bbwho you a^Fre It treats ^Ceveryo^Bbne the ^Asame ^{A7 Dm} When ^Fall you need's a he^Gart To be a ^Fvictim o^Gf the g^Came

I can^E7 really feel the ^Fpain Staring ^Gin the mir^Cror At a ^Gvictim of the ^Cgame