Everything for Free

Without bother I try harder
Than running-around-on-you
Maybe someday
Games that you play
Will get old to you, too
I count on my fingers
The things I thought I knew
And sabotage the mirage of our future
'Cause if I were a winner
Like you wanted me to be
Then wouldn’t I fix everything for free?
Riddle-writing nights have explained
More about you to me
Than any lines I’ve drawn from A to B
When I come down
From my seek-around
Will you catch me then?
I’m hot as a potato
When I’m out of the oven
Watch me, watch me
As I fall from grace
Baby, baby will you cover your face?