Re-Done (Modern Baseball)

She said " Lets start from the top just rid of everything Like: the notes in your pockets the text you're always locking And if it's all the same; forget all of those lines where you mention my smile. You gotta' lot of nerve complimenting me through choruses and rhyme But I know how you get from time to time: 'We'll do this and that, travel the map' And maybe just for a while I thought you were my re-do You thought you could change my name. I could tell by the look on your face whenever I would say..." But that when I stopped to listen or care About anything other than a plan of attack to get me back to where You are my re-do or at least a pair of eyes that would notice When I couldn't conjure words cause I thought about it too long, So I'll leave the steady hands to Sean cause we all know I lack In the field of conversing correctly Without shaking or getting queasy Not letting my emotions get involved. And on a side note: You stole my heart my like I stole your hometown lingo With steady hands and strong But now we're down to brass tacks And we both know it The odds are in my favor Though you won't show it You etched holes in my brain Deep and like you always too out of reach to see clearly You sank words into my veins Deep and like you too excited to get them out fully I know I'm bad with expectations The ones too large for any moment but I I can promise expectations grounded for this time around. Let's be the last to leave tonight Cause I need time to find the courage To speak my mind, to speak my mind Just hear me out oh just this time. They don't think we can make this last But we got eyes that see past these nights And we got callused hands But these arms aren't tried At least not yet They just think we are young with broken hearts Stomping around everyday So lets stomp around breaking Young at heart all the way