Two Good Things - Modern Baseball

Trying hard not to look like I’m trying that hard

Failing miserably at everything, including that

Making plans in my head right before I go to sleep

Trying to think of who could make a better me than me

Maybe I’ll shoot him an email

Maybe he’ll give it a go

Then I’ll be free to just evaporate, disperse, or implode

Picking at holes in my jeans

There’s so much God in my gene pool

Not feeling lonely, I just like being alone

I’ve called «A» through «F» already, but no one knows

Why one girl, one band, two paychecks are more than I can handle

Mathematically that can’t be more than one end of a candle

Bottom of the ninth, can’t find my socks

Lord knows

I’m stuck between two good things, but I just wanna get out

Mom knows

I should have been home an hour ago

But I’m still outside, not doing anything wrong

Just walking in circles, replaying high school songs in my head

Because it’s better than lying awake