Staring Back Got No Game
You know you want to call me out
And I think you’re crazy for being that way
I’ve got dreams but got no winnings
I’m always on the losing team
It’s the same and I thought I had game
I let one go by looking
I couldn’t help but choke at the plate
So what’s the count anyway?
I saw you on the sidelines
Cheering for the other team on that day
I wish you remembered the score
Or told me if I was home or away
And you thought that you had game
I threw one in the gutter
I thought about you in the last frame
And next time I’ll do the same
I let one go by looking
I couldn’t help but choke at the plate
So what’s the count anyway?
You know you want to call me out
And I think you’re crazy for being that way
and I thought I had game
I let one go by looking
I couldn’t help but choke at the plate
So what’s the count anyway?
I threw one in the gutter
I thought about you in the last frame
And next time I’ll do the same
