There goes another one Another hit and run When I feel like I get to close I slam the brakes and take slow Till theyve givin up Till they have nothing left to give What kind of man takes all they have And still dont feel like he has Enough And I held it all in my hands But I let slip away For a chance to play the game Everytime she thought she won I showed the loser that Iam Maybe one day when I grow Up I can be her man Im alone in here So I try to fill my space With a name I dont remember And in her eyes I see your face Im a guilty child Scared to death to hear his name So hide until they go away Ignore them till I know theyve had Enough And I held it all in my hands But I let slip away For a chance to play the game Everytime she thought she won I showed the loser that Iam Maybe one day when I grow Up I can be her man Everytime she thought she won I showed the loser that Iam Maybe one day when I grow Up Maybe then I have Enough
iam, everytime, loser, showed, maybe