Be the Player, Not the Poet

Spent two hours too long

On a wasted video call

Telling you about what's going on with me

My Nintendo addiction and all

About how I breathe in its air

Cause it's warm and it takes me back home

But who am I to expect you to care

When I'm paying you to sit on the phone

Then she said "remove your head from it

Try being the player not the poet"

She's growing up good or bad advice

She's taking the inch but in time

She'll take the mile

She'll take the mile

She'll take the mile

She'll take the mile

I found you asleep in the sun

So I pulled out my camera for once

I hovered on the trigger but the picture changed

So I cried and went back to my game

And I should learn that there are no words

To bring back the year that I missed

But there's no place like a war-zone when I'm in a sweatshirt

So thanks but I'm fine playing this

Then she said "remove your head from it

Try being the player not the poet"

She's growing up good or bad advice

She's taking the inch but in time she'll take the mile

She'll take the mile

(The player, not)

She'll take the mile

The player, not

(She'll take the mile)

The player, not

The player, not

The player, not

The player, not

The player, not

The player, not