Running in Circles

 I wouldn’t wish this on anyone,
I’m stuck in the middle, right back at square one,
You’re in the other corner and once again,
I hear my name ring out and the match begins.

Baby, we’re running in circles, and I’m running thin
of nerves, so I just give up and you move in
and I prepare for it, for the knockout punch
then you put your arms around me, and the cycle’s done
For now….