The right kind of wrong
I know all about your reputation // Ironman, Kona, multisport swag
And now it's bound to be a heartbreak situation // especially training at HR zone 5
But I can't help if I'm helpless // helpless = dying in a race or training?Every time that I'm where you are
You walk in and my strength walks out the door // can't open the front door after coming up the
Say my name and I can't fight it anymore // stairs because my legs are screaming in pain
Oh, I know I should go
But I need your touch just damn too much // I'm an addict
It might be a mistake // who likes pain and waking up at 5:30am?
A mistake I'm making
But what you're giving, I'm happy to be taking // fitness, happiness, healthy mind+body+spirit
Cause no one's ever made me feel // runner's high, biker's high, and swimmer's high
The way I feel when I'm in your arms // or the feel of recovery compression pants/socks
They say you're something I should do without // little to no social life, early bed time, etc.
They don't know what goes on
when the lights go out // dreaming of PRs, race finishes, sponsorships
There's no way to explain
All the pleasure is worth all the pain // YES.
I should try to run but I just can't seem to // yeah, running sprints while out of breath is hard
Cause every time I run, you're the one I run to
Can't do without what you do to me,
I don't care if I'm in to deep // preach it
Loving you, that isn't really something I should do
I shouldn't wanna spend my time with you
Well, I should try to be strong
But baby, you're the right kind of wrong. // I love you, triathlon.
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