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"Bat her up"
I wish it was the bottom of the ninth in a field of dreams
My ex's head was the baseball and I was the best batter on the team
I would hit a homer, the ball would be a goner
Shading my eyes with my hands, watching her face fly
Real far
Shooting out of the park, simultaneously smashing through a window of somebody's car
After that, the owner of the ride would give me the ball so we could share a laugh
Meanwhile I sign "Dumb Bitch" on her forehead as an autograph then give the ball automatically right back
Immediately, she can be put on a pedestal for the world to see
So she could lie
Saying she finally got what she wanted from me
My ex's head was the baseball and I was the best batter on the team
I would hit a homer, the ball would be a goner
Shading my eyes with my hands, watching her face fly
Real far
Shooting out of the park, simultaneously smashing through a window of somebody's car
After that, the owner of the ride would give me the ball so we could share a laugh
Meanwhile I sign "Dumb Bitch" on her forehead as an autograph then give the ball automatically right back
Immediately, she can be put on a pedestal for the world to see
So she could lie
Saying she finally got what she wanted from me
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