I judged all the chances
Numbers laid out my plans
Round a blank space (baby)
I counted 1, 2, asked
Could you be
Mine
I reached a decision
Quickly planted my flag
(Through rose-tinted glasses
It just looked like a flag)
Thought you were
Mine
I moved forward from there
Clicked for confirmation
My 😮 face of suspense
Turned to detonation
So you weren’t
Mine
