Karaoké Tears Over Beers Modern Baseball

When I was just a boy

We'll call it fifteen or so

I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in my bones

That girl who's next to me

She found herself bored to tears

She realized if she wanted conversation she's out of luck for three more years

When I moved away from home

One hundred miles or so

I knew a change had grown inside my awkwardly long limbs and bones

That girl who's next to me

She's friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty

But all she has to say is a meathead-themed monologue on why Brad ran away

She said All I can hope for is for me to get better 'cos all I can take is no more

I'll win him back again

We'll be lovers, best friends

He won't need no other woman like he did way back when he was with me

He needed more than me

I'm friendly and thoughtful and quite awfully pretty but he needed more than me

When I felt that I should leave

We'll call it midnight or so

I found myself annoyed by a syndrome of sorts in her bones

That girl who's next to me she don't know her worth in this town

'Cos her face starts to shine when that meathead behind me is grinnin' as he's checkin' her out

I said All I can hope for is for you to get better 'cos all I can take is no more

So I'll hide where I can

Away from you and your friends leakin' tears over beers once again

Leakin' tears over beers once again

You're leakin' tears over beers once again