Ballgame Lyrics - Kevin Devine

A good man doesn't drink 

And I've been drinking alone 

So what does that make me? 

My hands they always shake 

And no one's calling my phone 

So what does that make me? 

And I know the kid with his guitar 

So drunk and anxious 

Has been done to death 

So tell me what hasn't, I'll try it 

Because I'm selfish enough to wanna get better 

But I'm backwards enough not to take any steps to get there 

And when you realize it's a pattern 

And not a phase 

It's what you've become and it's what you will say 

That's ballgame 

'Cause I don't got room in my life for anyone else 

And I've driven away all the people that could help 

And I still don't even know what I need to do to fix myself 

There's a clamp around my chest 

That tightens every time I lapse into 

Another sorry story 

About my miserable collapse 

A bronze box I keep encased in glass 

And dust off whenever I want your pity 

'Cause lately I've had to come to grips with scope and figure 

How my problems stack up in a world two steps from ruin 

(Or maybe it's rapture) 

Well, either way, I realize that my shit's about as small as it could be 

But that makes me feel worse for even feeling this bad in the first place 

'Cause there's a war starting soon and all the flags'll be waving 

Daniel's 20-year-old friend will be ready, and willing, and waiting 

He's a Marine and he told me 

And that makes me sad 

Really, really fucking sad 

But at least he'll act 

I'll just bite my tongue and then say, "Daniel you wish him luck 

Or pray that he comes back for his mother's sake" 

And then I'll drink those thoughts away 

I've gotten good at that 

And when you realize it's a pattern 

And not a phase 

It's what you've become and it's what you will stay 

That's ballgame