Lyrics

Sick of the static, I'm sick of your lies Think you're the baddest bitch, think twice After escapin' your grasp, I'm coming back to life Running away, running low on time Counting the eggs in my basket Terrible taste in women, but I still believe in magic Nothing ever happens No more new X's on the calendar I run all I can Marathon man Heading for disaster Oh, it's a miracle I lasted All I am, who I am Marathon man Drinking you in, spitting out the seeds Asking nice, waiting patiently As the clock ticks down I feast despite the famine Am I a hawk? Are you a dove? Cold, consensual bloodlust Master-masking your love It's hard to guage your reaction But I can imagine it But I can imagine it Nothing ever happens No more new X's on the calendar I run all I can Marathon man Heading for disaster Oh, its a miracle I lasted All I am, who I am Marathon man Who's trading places? Who's playing both sides? Old friends again I'm staying alive (ooh, ooh) Like pulling teeth (ooh, ooh) Like telling a lie (ooh, ooh) Like young and reckless (ooh, ooh) Like certain deathwish, murder, suicide Nothing ever happens No more new X's on the calendar I run all I can Marathon man Heading for disaster Oh, it's a miracle I lasted All I am, who I am Marathon man
Writer(s): Ted Feldman, Val Loper, Dylan James Rau, Tj Orscher Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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