One more time for the one never in favor,
not sweet like candy, never now only later,
thought of running then realized i already was,
of mice, of men; of women, of flaws,
but allow me some time to show you later,
give me the chance and you'll regret the favor,
me the better off, you still in routine,
time heals and shows the lies of what they mean,
to the horizon i'll walk, never stopping my feet,
prove that i can finish through my enemies defeat,
that i don't finish first hardly bothers me at all,
you're the one keeping score, from spring to fall,
wrong way to turn unless you're forced that direction,
and all you can do is give into curious inspection,
you'll see that everything happens for a reason,
see through true eyes and you'll find her next season.