Empty Baseball Park

Why should I hate you? After all, it's been so long Since I've lived in town Let it go for now Have a drink at your favorite bar till dark Stumble into empty baseball park Strike one and strike two I guess we're both out Stumble past the record store End up at the movies Try and think of something else Nothing's comin' to me Stumble past the record store And end up at the movies Just try and think of something else Nothing's comin' to me You do this to me You do this And I oblige And I fight it Why should I miss you? After all, it's been so long Since I felt your kiss Did it come to this? Stumble past the record store End up at the movies Try and think of something else Nothing's comin' to me Stumble past the record store And end up at the movies Just try and think of something else Nothing's comin' to me I let you do this to me I must be crazy, I must be crazy I must be crazy, I must be I must be, I must be