My Own Vegas

I gave it a swing
Ran to all ends like a mad man
I was sure I was going to win
But the catcher soon held the ball up and
I fell to the ground, slammed my fists on the grass
Don't I have what it takes?
It's like I keep making mistakes

'Cause I'd rather leave home, pick a fight than doing nothing at all
It's a small sacrifice but at least I won't go down a quitter

I spent a year reminiscing what-ifs and should-haves
Untill I finally learned to look on
And seek alternatives, nothing conservative
Stop trying to stare down a brick wall
Like it's ever going to fall

Keep swinging boy you know you'll get there
It's not far now
'Cause you're on your way to drive this one home

'Cause I'd rather leave home, pick a fight than doing nothing at all
It's a small sacrifice, but at least I won't go down a quitter
So I said to myself: "I should have spread my chances"
'Cause I narrowed it down to one
I think I narrowed it down to one

Keep swinging for the fences boy, you'll get there
It don't mean a thing if you miss that first swing
With everything you're gonna give it

So keep swinging for the fences boy, you'll get there
It don't mean a thing if you miss that first swing
No, there won't be a last round
You'll just have to make this one around
And if you make it, you'll find all the strength in your heart
You'll make it through the worst, the worst ones
You'll make it through the worst, the worst ones

Now say, would you ever believe
That you're the first to go home winning
And you never gave in
So you want a break from the truth?
Boy, you better break it down yourself
Oh, you wanna know what you're becoming?
You've become something else