I think you need some time sitting on the sideline So cool down and stop sticking around Where you're not wanted at all Still waiting for the call out Waiting for the call out Waiting for the call out
In fine form I see hot on the heels of another losing streak Three strikes next to your name Hit me high or hit me low Give me your best shot now
You're burning up and turning up too late It looks like you're on your way to striking out So swing, swing harder baby
You're all guns blazing and I'm just waiting For you to mix it up a little just enough to keep me guessing Cos honestly I can't believe it I'm in over my head
Pay attention for just a second Your concentrations off With no sign of any good intentions That you had long ago
You're burning up and turning up too late It looks like you're on your way to striking out So swing, swing harder baby
You're all guns blazing and I'm just waiting For you to mix it up a little just enough to keep me guessing Cos honestly I can't believe it I'm in over my head