It wasn't right
To start tonight
Dissect my lines
What I was thinking

There's nothing to get
It's only a script
It's only a trip
What you were thinking

I thought a soccer ball could have it all
It made me feel like I was seven feet tall

Hey, no offense
Before you begin
I'm phoning it in
What were you thinking

It was all right
Thought you were bright
You're still a ten
But I'm not thinking

I'm tired and I'm stupid and I think I can't get bored
I'll back you in a corner with extended metaphors
I hate talking about myself and hate to be ignored
I'm out of jokes I'm out of luck I'm out of scores

I thought a soccer ball could have it all
It made me feel like I was seven feet tall
I thought a baseball bat was where it was at
A revolutionary way to fight back