Take Me - Major League

Twenty percent of this mess left behind

And this half assed song to remember you by

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Lately I’ve been grinding my teeth to the gums trying to understand your logic

And you know I’m scared to death

To know this was nothing more than your mid-life crisis

We sat through your lectures of bullshit

Six promises never kept

And now I’m bored to death in this waiting room

These smoke and mirrors are suffocating

So here you go

You get what you’ve earned

Twenty percent of this mess left behind

And this half assed song to remember you by

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Everything gone in the blink of an eye

If we pass on the street I won’t give you the time

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Lately I’ve been grinding my teeth to the gums

I try to understand your logic

But now I think it’s safe to say

It was nothing more than your mid-life crisis

So here I’m sitting on the edge of my seat

Trying to find the right words to say

Why don’t you shut your mouth and listen

I’m sorry but all your smoke and mirrors were suffocating

(were suffocating)

So here we go now

(So here we go now)

You get what you’ve earned

(You get what you’ve earned)

Twenty percent of this mess left behind

And this half assed song to remember you by

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Everything gone in the blink of an eye

If we pass on the street I won’t give you the time

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Write me once a week to let me know what you’re up to

Please don’t call, I’m pretty sure that you want to

You’re lacking in a little something we call heart

(You're lacking in a little something we call heart)

Write me once a week to let me know what you’re up to

Please don’t call, I’m pretty sure that you want to

You’re lacking in a little something we call heart

Twenty percent of this mess left behind

And this half assed song to remember you by

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies

Everything gone in the blink of an eye

If we pass on the street I won’t give you the time

I’ll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies