Ski-ming

I guess my plan in the beginning
Was to first find out the inning.
Then to crawl beneath your protective shell
And lure you in my singing.
I would find out what you do
And I'd use it all against you
By working for the goal of making
Loving me the thing to do.
I play it like I'm distant
And never really listening.
I talk of leaving your life
Right after we've been reminicing.
So all along there is a game.
And sometimes I am winning
But only because I am manipulative
Devious and sinning.
I do all that I can to get you in the palm of my hand.
Baby, what's pathetic is the tactics used to tame this man.
One minute you are cold as ice.
The next you are really really nice.
Could it be you're playing me or could you just be indecisive?