Charlie Black (Modern Baseball)

I'm pretty good at feeling sorry for myself Making up fake lives but nothing like, tangible Daydreaming while watching the TV Intricate combos by myself to fall asleep But alas, none of them come true No car accidents, plane crashing No six o'clock news Just me and my too-far-away TV (Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Bob, can you hear me? Sorry, but it looks like we lost reception) Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-beatin' Whoa, rethinking all my days Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-screamin' Take them away, oh just take them away today Wait a minute, cause I've been living More like a fucking king without you And I've been spending all your past feelings On a bunch of shit that I won't use Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-beatin' Whoa, rethinking all my days Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-screamin' Take them away, oh just take them away today Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-beatin' Whoa, rethinking all my days Whoa, tragedy's got my heart a-screamin' Take them away, oh just take them away today