Cuts like cold weather
Through my clothes,
And I’m poorly dressed.

Felt the ice melting
As I lay down In her bed
Might be only temporary
I know that slowly,
I’ll be on the mend.

Finding somebody new
It’s still coming back up
is it still coming for you?

Though it’s not what I wanted,
Isn’t it better than nothing?
And I can ball up my fist if I want
But If I’m honest I would never win

From the sidelines it looks better
So I stay planted on the bench
Tough place to feel settled
But it’s a simpler view from here

Far enough for my pleasure
But If they hit a home run I’m still open
I know with time I’ll forget her
Won’t even recall the notion

Though it’s not all I wanted
But isn’t it better than nothing?
And I could ball up my fist all I want
But if I’m honest
I would never win
I would never win
I would never win