Save The Last Slam For Me

Raindrops keep falling in the middle of the summer
It's a welcome break when the heat has me so blessed
My knees are atrophied just like a lovesick sailor
And everyone believes me when I say I did my best
I could get my foot inside the door, but not much farther
And you were on the bottom rung, completely at a pause
I asked about it, suddenly, beggars could be choosers
But I can save my sanity if I quit grasping straws

Nothing's more pathetic than a mouth for deaf ears
Rehearsing boring speeches no one ever will hear
I know you don't care either way if I stay or leave
But if you come around, save the last slam for me

Tell me what you want me to hear, and I'll believe it
And if it helps us sleep at night, just do what it takes
The weight of this consternation is just much too heavy
I would be happy just to scrape it off my plate
Closure was the prize at the top of the mountain
I'dve killed myself for a dollop of that balm
Never knew till now that I could look a bit more local
I could make it for myself from my own two palms

Nothing's more pathetic than a mouth for deaf ears
Rehearsing boring speeches no one ever will hear
I know you don't care either way if I stay or leave
But if you come around, save the last slam for me

Cliche, but it bears repeating if you have doubt
Sometimes you gotta get lost if you wanna be found
In my life I have to reintroduce mystery
If I return alive, save the last slam for me
'Coz nothing's more pathetic than a mouth for deaf ears
Rehearsing boring speeches no one ever will hear
I know you don't care either way if I stay or leave
But if you come around, save the last slam for me



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Casuga
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