You're Out

Take a look in the driveway, I know that you can see it
There's a hint of a smile on your face, it's kind of hard to believe it
A father looking for lost love, can't I rewind and stop at six?
But that's the wrong direction, the wrong way to fix this connection

Staying late again, could have been avoided
It shows on your paycheck, but you can't buy her time back
So your funny, and everybody says you're likable
But nice guys never win, and you'll just keep trying

I gave you the best that I could give you
Still searching for approval
How can I get the message through to you?
That you're the only one I want
The best, even at my worst, I'll show you my worth
If only you would notice

Sitting in Walt's tavern, on a Sunday afternoon
Recollecting my week of doom, the same week that I met you
On your way to the bathroom, the brightest light in the room
I had to try
Looking back, I wish I would have let you walk on by

You're strike 3, taking what little good was left in me
I played right into your scheme, didn't see the beast behind the beauty

Strike 2, fuck you, I should have quit when I had the chance
If I didn't need the cash, I'd throw your paycheck in the trash

Strike 1, I'm aware of what I've done
Just wanted to say I'm sorry, is this the end of our story?