The gods may throw the dice

I was in your arms, thinking I belonged there. I figured it made sense, building me a fence, building me a home thinking I'd be strong there. But I was a fool playing by the rules.

But tell me does she kiss like I used to kiss you? 

Does it feel the same when she calls your name? 

Somewhere deep inside You must know I miss you, but what can I say, rules must be obeyed.