Star Game

Hey, I won't be your opponent
I'm powerless under those ancient eyes
Now, let us be forgotten
And move on through this jelly of a time

The sight (The sight) of you at the gas station
In a coat of gold, battling the sun (I didn't want you)
To see who could blind the hardest
I'm staring at you noticing you've won

And though I see warmth in my fortune
I'll never find you in my bed again