Broken Cash Machine (Explicit) - Modern Baseball

Home alone on Friday night

No better time for exercise

And wishing you were still my girlfriend

Sweeping floors and folding napkins

Praying something cool might happen

The sun explodes we die

The world ends

Talking to my friends about stuff

Nasty beer and plastic handcuffs

Back when them and you and me

Would share our space in harmony

Oh why did I do that

Why does everything collapse

Even when it's glued together

Hey why did I do that

I make everything collapse

Even when it's glued together

Questioning my awkward footing

Mixing bitter pills with chocolate pudding

Hiding gifted fixtures

Trying to not say words out loud

Wondering if I'm talking too loud

My eyes burning holes in your old pictures

Oh why did I do that

Why does everything collapse

Even when it's glued together

Hey why did I do that

I make everything collapse

Even when it's glued together

F**k you why did I do that

It's your fault I can't relax

But nothing changing while I'm sitting here

With both hands glued together