I Wish I Was In Modern Baseball

I should have learnt by now my peace

Still holding promises I said I'd keep

I feel this in my melodies, I see you in my memories

4 years of want, how did I become an enemy?

Flashing images you're not really there

I see you in every place, pay rent for the space in my head

Another day I'll pray I'll get some luck

You only called me when you want to fuck

And I'll say "I like the feeling of when I'm being used"

And I know it can take some time to admit the truth

I'll promise I won't let someone treat me this way

Hold on to hope I shall see another day

But it's all the same