Lyrics Ground Score - CBDB

Ground Score

I know he’s having a big time
That bastard’s having a ball
I must’ve dropped it in the mud somewhere
Recount my steps and wonder
«Where did it fall?»
Right past the entrance by the beer tent
It was absent like I had it
In the past tense of my late night charade
I lost my phone, keys and my wallet
Now it’s dead and I can’t call it
I sure do hope I find it again
Go out and find it
He probably just bought a whole pizza
He probably just bought a whole round of beer
I’m sitting here hungry
Dry mouthed and lonely
Like if only you were here
He’s probably swinging like a sultan
He’s probably living like a king
I’m sitting here scrounging
Like a scoundrel with my hands out
Like, «Hey man, what did you bring?»
Right past the entrance by the beer tent
It was absent like I had it
In the past tense of my late night charade
I lost my phone, keys and my wallet
Now it’s dead and I can’t call it
I sure do hope I find it again
Go out and find it
I know he’s having a big time
That bastard’s having a ball
I must’ve dropped it in the mud somewhere
Recount my steps and wonder
«Where did it fall?»
Right past the entrance by the beer tent
It was absent like I had it
In the past tense of my late night charade
I lost my phone, keys and my wallet
Now it’s dead and I can’t call it
I sure do hope I find it again
Go out and find it