Modern Baseball - Going To Bed Now Lyrics
What do you give someone who's already got one of everythingYou thought would be the perfectAccoutrement to their unnerving temperament?Attention?What could a lonely peasant being like myselfOffer a perfect, pleasant savior of humanity,Redeemer of us sickly-sinning hillbillies?AttentionJust one more resounding stab at all the othersYou've almost blown your coverBut your tracks don't stickOne more bottle should do the trickDiscreetly cleansing the remnants ofEvery disdainful quipWe found no escape routeBut I know you well enough to hate you nowIt seems that you haven't figured that outWhat do you call someone who calls you outOn diy ethics you don't embodyAs he drains his dad and mommy's monthly data plan?An ***** with an iphoneI'll admit I'm in the same boatCaught between my adolescent safety netAnd where the world wants me to beBut I'd never use that as an excuseTo treat my friends the way that you treat meJust one more distorted sad attempt at humorFrom the jagged bleeding tumor in our throatThe malignance at best, and quick to address yourself asAnything other than what we've learned to expectThe patron saints of good god damnIll kick myself asleep before I'd shakeThat grimy, dirty, russet arrogant handsSo please leave my house
