Rock Bottom Modern Baseball

[Verse 1: Brendan Lukens]
Is he here? Are you making out?
I can hear you guys on the couch
Shut up, make out, do something already, I'm waiting
After reading that text from your friends
I start losing all my confidence
So I'll stay tired, I know soon I'll be bailing

[Bridge: Brendan Lukens]
Then, you—you ask if I gotta leave
And I wish that I could say no

[Instrumental Break]

[Verse 2: Brendan Lukens]
My head is on the verge of exploding
No amount of aspirin or pizza could help this from hurting
And now, I'm turning to you, scared shitless
Hoping this all goes well
Can we highlight the fact that
My mouth smells like coffee and garlic?
The five cups I had this morning are getting to me
I gotta go—I got the worst fucking spins

[Bridge: Brendan Lukens]
Then, you—you ask if I gotta leave
And I wish that I could say no
But we're so caught up in the moment
And I just need a second to catch my goddamn breath
(Fuck it)