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
