there goes another one another hit and run when i feel like i get to close i slam the brakes and take slow till they ve givin up till they have nothing left to give what kind of man takes all they have and still don t 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 i am maybe one day when i grow up i can be her man i m alone in here so i try to fill my space with a name i don t remember and in her eyes i see your face i m a guilty child scared to death to hear his name so hide until they go away ignore them till i know they ve 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 i am maybe one day when i grow up i can be her man everytime she thought she won i showed the loser that i am maybe one day when i grow up maybe then i have enough