The Baseball Project - The Closer lyrics

I sit on my a** and watch the game like everybody else And when it's on the line, that's when they pull me down from the shelf You think this kind of pressure is easy, you're just kidding yourself All my heroes had colorful names and a bad attitude Short-lived fame and an even shorter fuse Everything to gain and plenty to lose If you're only in it for a little while, you'd better make it count If you can't stand the heat, you're gonna have to get out I'd pitched five days straight, they didn't want to bring me in My arm was hamburger meat, they didn't want to bring me in Bases loaded, nobody out, they had to bring me in Some hot-shot rookie, they didn't want to bring me in Switch-hitting batting champ, they didn't want to bring me in MVP, strike three, my work was done again If you want to hate my guts, that's all right by me If you think you've got my number, that's all right by me But you're gonna have to stand in against me, and then we'll see