I wanna pick up where we left off, and put some time back on the clock. "
Verse 1
Here I am, gonna try again Not sure what I've done but I Turn around, try to smile again You look right through me like you see no one My friends say you fell in love with me But I didn't feel the same They say you want to want to avoid me now Cause talking to me brings you pain Chorus Without an explanation Without a shot at negotiation You won't talk to me, you won't answer me I tried begging you to tell me, please I’m the one who should be pissed, but it feels much better to forgive Verse 2 I loved you like a dad (mostly), loved you like a friend Spent years failing hard at blending in, you took me as I am Finally someone showed the respect I deserved, and helped me up my game I know things can get confusing, but I never thought it'd end this way Chorus Verse 3 The refs in basketball always blow the late-game calls They taught me to swallow my whistle, I’m not gonna call your foul I don’t need to see the replay, let’s just run it back from the top I wanna pick up where we left off, and put some time back on the clock Chorus Don’t need an explanation Don’t need a shot at negotiation If you’ll talk to me, if you’ll answer me I’ll stop begging you to tell me, please There you go, you’ve got the ball, all I can do is respect the call *** The ball's in your court -- find me on Patreon, Facebook, Youtube and/or Instagram!
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