I think you need some time sitting on the sideline
So cool down and stop sticking around
Where you're not wanted at all
Still waiting for the call out
Waiting for the call out
Waiting for the call out

In fine form I see hot on the heels of another losing streak
Three strikes next to your name
Hit me high or hit me low
Give me your best shot now

You're burning up and turning up too late
It looks like you're on your way to striking out
So swing, swing harder baby

You're all guns blazing and I'm just waiting
For you to mix it up a little just enough to keep me guessing
Cos honestly I can't believe it
I'm in over my head

Pay attention for just a second
Your concentrations off
With no sign of any good intentions
That you had long ago

You're burning up and turning up too late
It looks like you're on your way to striking out
So swing, swing harder baby

You're all guns blazing and I'm just waiting
For you to mix it up a little just enough to keep me guessing
Cos honestly I can't believe it
I'm in over my head