Stepped up to the plate, with a swing an’ a miss
Baby that look you gave me was the cause of all this
Now my face is turning red, taking my seat on the bench
Guess I’m no good at this, I struck out once again
(Pre-Chorus)
This game is unfair; I’m telling you right now
That boy and his blue eyes should be disqualified
I mean coaches are you serious,
Heave you seen that killer smiled, and those kissable lips
Not to mention that sexy stare of his
(Chorus)
Is it just me, or is it the game?
We’re all looking for someone else to blame
Thinking this ain’t my sport, can’t hit one single pitch
Got the bat in my hands, but the ball doesn’t wanna be hit
Maybe there’s something wrong with my swing
Dude, I give up trying to figure out this game
Took my place at bat, one last time
Uh-oh I got that look in my eye
As he gave me a wink, an’ flashed a smiled
I knew right then an’ there, this was exile
Loosened up my grip, swung an’ missed
No surprise there, what’s with this kid?
(Pre-Chorus)
This game is unfair; I’m telling you right now
That boy and his blue eyes should be disqualified
I mean coaches are you serious,
Heave you seen that killer smiled, and those kissable lips
Not to mention that sexy stare of his
(Chorus)
Is it just me, or is it the game?
We’re all looking for someone else to blame
Thinking this ain’t my sport, can’t hit one single pitch
Got the bat in my hands, but the ball doesn’t wanna be hit
Maybe there’s something wrong with my swing
Dude, I give up trying to figure out this game
This game is over rated, the pitches are curved
Sometimes you miss, sometimes you hit
But most of the time it depends on the pitch
An’ mainly on the one throwing it
No instructions, no warning signs
In this complicated game we’re all playing
(Chorus)
Is it just me, or is it the game?
We’re all looking for someone else to blame
Thinking this ain’t my sport, can’t hit one single pitch
Got the bat in my hands, but the ball doesn’t wanna be hit
Maybe there’s something wrong with my swing
Dude, I give up trying to figure out this game
Stepped up to the plate, with a swing an’ a miss
Baby that look you gave me was the cause of all this
