Take Me Out Lyrics

You know, I'm not too particular, so could you give me a hand?

That might change the moves or something

You see, you can have a taste, but it's all an utter waste

It's normal to get a bit emotional

You could get yourself picked, or stand up on the sticks

Either way I know what you'd give me

I can't do nothing and I can't get ahead, so what's the point?

Why would I even try?

The kid on the block who's got his guns in his thoughts

He knows that life's a waste

He can't tell the time because the tears in his eyes from the picture of your face

It might get him down, but you could spin him around

He'll listen to any word you say

But you didn't hear it from me- 'cause I struggled to see

You got it from the scars on his face