Chess involves a romantic triangle between two players in a World Chess Championship, and the woman who manages one and falls in love with the other.
Reference: Chess in Concert.
Script
THE AMERICAN:When I was nine I learned survivalTaught myself not to careI was my single good companionTaking my comfort thereUp in my room I planned my conquestsOn my own -- never asked for a helping handNo one would understandI never asked the pair who fought belowJust in case they said noPity the child who has ambitionKnows what he wants to doKnows that he'll never fit the systemOthers expect him toPity the child who knew his parentsSaw their faultsSaw their love die before his eyesPity the child that wiseHe never asked "Did I cause your distress?"Just in case they said yesWhen I was twelve my father moved outLeft with a whimper -- not with a shoutI didn't miss him -- he made it perfectly clearI was a fool and probably queerFool that I was I thought this would bringThose he had left closer togetherShe made her move the moment he crawled awayI was the last the woman toldShe never let her bed get coldSomeone moved in -- I shut my doorSomeone to treat her just the same way as beforeI took the road of least resistanceI had my game to playI had the skill, and more -- the hungerEasy to get awayPity the child with no such weaponsNo defense, no escape from the ties that bindAlways a step behindI never called to tell her all I'd doneI was only her son!Pity the child but not foreverNot if he stays that wayHe can get all he ever wantedIf he's prepared to payPity instead the careless motherWhat she missedWhat she lost when she let me goAnd I wonder does she knowI wouldn't call -- a crazy thing to doJust in case she said who?
[FLORENCE]Nothing is so good it lasts eternallyPerfect situations must go wrongBut this has never yet prevented meWanting far too much for far too long.Looking back I could have played it differentlyWon a few more moments who can tellBut it took time to understand the manNow at least I know I know him well
[FLORENCE]Wasn't it good?Wasn't he fine?Isn't it madnessHe can't be mine?
[SVETLANA]Oh so goodOh so fineHe can't be mine?
[FLORENCE]But in the end he needsA little bit more than me --More security
[SVETLANA]He needs his fantasyAnd freedom
[FLORENCE]I know him so well.
[SVETLANA]No one in your life is with you constantlyNo one is completely on your sideAnd though I move my world to be with himStill the gap between us is too wide.
[FLORENCE]Looking back I couldHave played thingsSome other way
[SVETLANA]Looking back I couldHave played itDifferentlyLearned about the manBefore I fell
[FLORENCE]I was just a littleCareless maybe
[SVETLANA]But I wasEver so muchYounger thenNow at least
[FLORENCE]Now at leastI know him well
[BOTH]I know I know him well
[SVETLANA]Wasn't it good?Wasn't he fine?Isn't it madness
[FLORENCE]Oh so goodOh so fine
[BOTH]He won't be mine?Didn't I knowHow it would go?If I knew from the startWhy am I falling apart?
[SVETLANA]Wasn't it good?Wasn't he fine?
[FLORENCE]Isn't it madnessHe won't be mine?
[SVETLANA]He won't be mine?
[FLORENCE]But in the end he needs aLittle bit more than me --More security
[SVETLANA]He needs hisFantasy and freedom
[FLORENCE]I know him so well
[SVETLANA]It took time to understand him
[BOTH]I know him so well
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