The First Time I Heard Modern Baseball

I hear Apple Cider, I Don't Mind again 

F**k.

Here i go grabbing another cigarette to take this away from me 

This feeling that you'll never come back 

Cause soon, I'll become too far for you to grasp 

And my friends are high off of acid 

But I end up reading literature and science papers to pass the evening 

While you play house shows with your local band 

To me, you'll always be a star 

And baby, I hope you'll find the one

Whether its me or the one in the corner 

Banging her head to the sound of your voice 

Eyeing the very man I love 

And I hope she's the very thing you need 

While I slip away to wherever I need to be, that doesn't include you