Guess I was born, and then you walked through that door
This game's kinda fun to play, dont wanna be, out
I know there're lines that we shouldn't cross
We'll be fooling around but there'll be no, us
Strike number one, I was trying to turn it on
I'm not allowed to speed it up, not allowed to speed it up
Movin' backwards; feels like we're wasting our time
Over and over we skip like a (unintelligible)
running in circles but with the same old, swirl
She said, "rows, are clear I dont want more"
No strings, attached and there'll be no, us
Strike number two, couldn't (?) it, I fell in love
Game's not a game anymore, guess we're not livin' in the same world
Moving backward, wasting our time, 'cause I could take you miles and miles and miles and miles and miles away... with, me
Hey hey, hey ho
Hey hey, hey ho
Hey hey, hey ho
Hey hey, hey ho
I guess she's hard to read, but some days she leaves me, other days runnin', away from me
Hard to read but some days, she leaves me, other days runnin', away from me
She's hard to read but some days, she leaves me, other days runnin' away from me
Hard to read but some days she leaves me other days, runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin', away from me
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