"The Baseball Of Beers" lyrics

Stop making excuses
Stop telling me useless things I already know
Pseudo innocence lacking bonafide confidence
Put on a show
And I said

"You're so fake, you're plastic"
She said "Thanks babe, I paid a lot of money to have it"
Oh

Dye your hair and dress in black
You're not cool driving in your dad's Cadillac

I'm lacking confidence
From all of the things you said
Your one-line philosophies
That you clearly stole from someone else's tweets
So go ahead and tell me now
It's a little too late
What are you talking about?
You need to figure it out, or don't
Either way, you're gonna end up alone

"You're so fake, you're plastic"
She said "Thanks babe, I paid a lot of money to have it"
Oh

Dye your hair and change your @
You're not cool on the internet saying shit like that

"You're so fake, you're plastic"
She said "Thanks babe, I paid a lot of money to have it"
Oh

Dye your hair and dress in black
You're not cool driving in your dad's Cadillac