Manipulated Contingency

See, in game theory, it serves you to be two-faced
 Be everyone's friend 'till the moment you're not
 You make them love you so much that when they're up against it
 Their loyalty will make them act against their own best interests
 That's game theory
 A cold, rational, focus on winning
 Even if it's at everyone else's expense
 Be everyone's friend 'till the moment you're not
 I mean, true game theory, everything, everyone is a contingency
 You meet people, you bring them into your life and you keep them percolating
 Until the moment you need to manipulate the relationship to your advantage
 Schema as deep and as calculating as that can
 In the end, spin a man off into madness
 He might initially think smaller evils are okay in the service of a greater good
 But the dance of good and evil could become jumbled
 And the manipulation itself becomes the most important thing
 Becomes about winning rather than whether the game should be won at all
 I mean, true game theory, everything, everyone is a contingency