Major League - Head Up, Kid! lyrics

Twenty percent of this mess left behind and this half a**ed 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 d**h To know this was nothing more than your mid-life crisis We sat through your lectures of bullsh** Six promises never kept And now I'm bored to d**h 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 a**ed 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 pa** 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 a**ed 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 pa** 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 a**ed 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 pa** on the street I won't give you the time I'll be sure to send you photos of all these clear skies