Copout
You miss a hundred percent of the shots you don't take
Oh, what a cliche
I'm comfortable on the bench, just as friends
But, I'm watching him watching her and it's making me sick
She's leaning in for a kiss
And I wanna gouge my eyes out (oh)
I'm hoping it's something it isn't
Did we have a chance, did I miss it?
Cause I can't get rid of this sinking feeling
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
How is it that I'm just now coming to terms
With all of the words
I never found the courage to say?
It hits me heavy
Pathetic
I messed this up
He doesn't know
He never will
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
I'm hoping it's something it isn't
Did we have a chance, did I miss it?
'Cause I can't get rid of this sinking feeling
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
Is that just a copout?
Oh, what a cliche
I'm comfortable on the bench, just as friends
But, I'm watching him watching her and it's making me sick
She's leaning in for a kiss
And I wanna gouge my eyes out (oh)
I'm hoping it's something it isn't
Did we have a chance, did I miss it?
Cause I can't get rid of this sinking feeling
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
How is it that I'm just now coming to terms
With all of the words
I never found the courage to say?
It hits me heavy
Pathetic
I messed this up
He doesn't know
He never will
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
I'm hoping it's something it isn't
Did we have a chance, did I miss it?
'Cause I can't get rid of this sinking feeling
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
While he's on the way out
Shut up or I'm gonna freak out
I can't handle hearing this right now
Don't tell me to shoot my shot
I don't even know how
If I did, I'm sure it's too late now
Built it up for one big letdown
Is that just a copout?
Is that just a copout?
Credits
Writer(s): Sarah Troy Clark, David Schaeman, Abigail Osborn
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