Songtext Hard to get Bob Mould

Hard to get

I’ve got a pocket full of magic potions
A world without a place to be
Off the clock, watch me walk
I’ve got time on my hands

A century of complication
I found the perfect recipe
But every time I tried to bring you back
You turn around and run away from me

Sometimes we play so hard to get
Many days I chase but rarely do I catch
Some days now, every day you’re hard to catch
Hard to catch, hard to get, hard to get, hard to get

The first hour ticks for five dozen minutes
All this space and time
The second hand moves too slowly
Feels like, feels lik?

I need another lucky charm
I hear the third tim?’s the charm
Running out of inspiration
Worn out karma

Sometimes we play so hard to get
Being careful gets me maximum regret
Some days now, every day you’re hard to catch
Hard to catch, hard to get, hard to get, hard to get