Lyrics Modern Baseball – Broken Cash Machine
Text:
Home alone on friday night
No better time for exercise
And wishing you were still my girlfriend
Sweeping floors and folding napkins
The sun explodes, we die
The world ends
Talking to my friends about stuff
Nasty beer and plastic handcuffs
Back when them and you and me
Would share our space in harmony
Oh, why did I do that?
Why does everything collapse?
Even when it’s glued together
Hey, why did I do that?
I make everything collapse
Even when it’s glued together
Questioning my awkward footing
Mixing bitter pills with chocolate pudding
Hiding gifted fixtures
Trying to not say words out loud
Wondering if I’m talking too loud
My eyes burning holes in your old pictures
Oh, why did I do that?
Why does everything collapse?
Even when it’s glued together
Hey, why did I do that?
I make everything collapse
Even when it’s glued together
Fuck you why did I do that?
But nothing’s changing while I’m sitting here
With both hands glued together
Album
Modern Baseball – You're Gonna Miss It All
