Don't Say Me (feat. Alysha Umphress, Karen Olivo & Barret Wilbert Weed)

You remember that game our senior year?
Travel back with me Joe,
I know you know that final game.
Ripped from a sitcom with me,
By the pep band,
Shaking a pom, pom, pom, pom, pom.
(Shaking a pom, pom, pom, pom, pom.)
Remember that game, the championship,
College scouts in the gym,
They're watching you, we're down by three.
God, it got quiet with you at the buzzer,
Shooting to tie it, to tie it, to tie it.
(Shooting to tie it, to tie it, to tie it.)

I knew you could've made it with your eyes closed,
I saw the stars align.
(I saw the stars align.)
The cheerleader's hero boyfriend,
Standing at the three-point line.
The shot, the gain, the college pro?
It all came down to this
And in my head, I'm praying,
Make him miss, make him miss, make him miss, make him miss.
(Make him miss, make him miss, make him miss, make him miss,)
Make him miss so he's not whisked away,
I'd have followed you, Joe,
Cause that's what heroes' girlfriends do.
You never knew it but boy,
Was I happy,
Happy, you blew it, you blew it, you blew it!
(Happy, you blew it, you blew it, you blew it!)

The shot that would have changed your life forever,
Instead changed things in me.
Sure it took some years to see it,
But it came eventually.
I can't be a sideline wife,
Can't be your biggest fan.
There's never any time for me,
Which is why I ran,
Why I ran and ran and,
(Why I ran and ran, why I ran and ran and)
Why I ran and ran, why I ran and ran.
(Why I ran and ran, why I ran and ran and)
So tell me, Joe,
How'd you find me here?
Was my kitchen post-it note unclear?
It's over Joe,
I took the cat,
All the rest is yours if you let me disappear.
I'm through cheering for you baby,
The skirt doesn't fit me anymore.
I don't love you now,
Like I loved you before.
(Like I loved you before.)

I begged you to tell me,
What your dreams were,
Maybe yours would mesh with mine.
But you're still stuck in high school,
Frozen at the three-point line.
Can you see yourself at thirty, forty?
Where do you want to be?
Tell me what you want Joe,
Don't say me, don't say me, no, no, no, don't say me, don't say me.
(Don't say me, don't say me, don't say me,
Don't say me, don't say me, don't say me.)
Before our time runs out,
Before we're stuck with this.
I'm taking my own shot,
(Taking my own shot,)
And I won't miss!
(And I won't miss!)