Текст Beach Bunny – Racetrack

My heavy heart’s always under attack
Running in circles around the race track
Rose-colored lenses eventually crack
But if you left leaving, I’d let you right back

Love is but a game of give and chase
What is a runner without a big race?
The harder I try to keep up with the pace
I always wind up in second place

And even the moon can’t maintain the same face
I always wind up in second place