I've been wasting time clawing my way to you
Taking no prisoners with my romantic crimes
I've been holding out imagining glimpses of you
Holding my breath while you come down the pike
Spinning my wheels 'round
i'm here dodging bullets 'til you
Ear to the ground while i'm dodging bullets 'til you
I've been taking notes, nursing the thought of you
Research and develop as i'm biding my time
I've been holding up this magnet that calls to you
Entertaining myself with these consolation prizes
Spinning my wheels 'round
I'm here dodging bullets 'til you
Ear to the ground while i'm dodging bullets 'til you
They've been plenty fun,
but mere placeholders for you
They fill this dance card as you form in my mind
Spinning my wheels 'round
I'm here dodging bullets 'til you
Ear to the ground I'm here dodging bullets 'til you
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