I get up from the table.
I call myself out of the game.

I don't know the people
In your framed photo
If I ever loved you, oh no, no
It's such a pity
If I ever loved
If I'd known your name

You don't need a lawyer
I'm not claiming anything
You don't need to give up
I'm not taking aim

I don't need a lover, no, no, no
The abject beast is tamed
I don't need a lover
So turn off the flame

No one is missing
There's no prize
Little by little
Let's cut the rope

We're spending the treasure, oh no, no
That love can't afford
I know you can feel it
The sweetness restored

I don't need a reason
For what I've become
I have my excuses
They're tired and weak

I don't need forgiveness, no, no, no
There's no one left to blame
I get up from the table
I call myself out of the game

I get up from the table
I call myself out of the game

Leonard Cohen - Leaving the Table