Star Game

Hey, I won't be your opponent

I'm powerless under those ancient eyes

Now, let us be forgotten

And move on through this jelly of a time

The sight (The sight) of you at the gas station

In a coat of gold, battling the sun (I didn't want you)

To see who could blind the hardest

I'm staring at you noticing you've won

And though I see warmth in my fortune

I'll never find you in my bed again