Making Circles

Making Circles – written by Whitney Duncan and Jonathan Singleton

Mmm Well our love story reads like a book of lies-
Good intentions, better alibis
No happy endings, no straight lines, no movin’ on
But no goodbyes
This bittersweet revelry will be the death of me

We go round and round, tryin' to work it out
And all I get is hell bent and bound
Never far from right where we are
And you’d think we’d get enough
And know we’re gonna fuck it up
We’re holdin' on, sinkin' down
Here we go around and around...
Making circles...
Making circles...

We both need to lead while we dance along
One more graceful spin on who’s right or wrong
The same old words, the same old song
Baby, we’re right where we belong
And it can’t get much better and it sure can’t get worse
Well either way you turn, it’s gonna hurt

We go round and round, trying to work it out
And all I get is hell bent and bound
Never far from right where we are
And you’d think that we would get enough
And know we’re gonna fuck it up
We’re holding on, sinking down
Here we go around and around...
Making circles...
Making circles...

You’d think we’d had enough
Be sick and tired of fuckin' up
Holdin' on, sinkin' down
Here we go around and around

*big sigh*