Stars

We move in circles, we move in straight lines
We play across the beat, we play in strick time
I've got a synthesizer, we've got binoculars
I'll pretend I am him, okay I'll make like I am her
When you got it, it's not the way you wanted to be x3
You've gotta give it away, so you can get it for free

I keep trying not to talk about you,
But you keep coming up, coming up, coming up

I got a stopwatch, I got a shotgun
They want that real love, they want the fake one
I call it poetry, it's called the pop hook
I'll turn my face away, Oh, no I'm gonna make you look!

When you got it, it's not the way you wanted to be
You gotta give it away, so you can get it for free
When you got it, it's not the way you wanted to be x3
You gotta give it away, so you can get it for free
When you got it, it's not the way you wanted to be x3
You gotta give it away, so you can get it for free

I keep trying not to talk about you,
But you keep coming up, coming up, coming up
I keep trying not to talk about you,
But you keep coming up, coming up, coming up
I keep trying not to talk about you,
But you keep coming up, coming up, coming up
I keep trying not to talk about you,
But you keep coming up, coming up, coming up