Electric Chair (Batter Up)

Uppercut

Batter up

Smoke infused

Solo cup

Never forget the dreams you never had

Never call on the friends you never had

Star-cross star-cross

Criss-cross apple sauce

Half-empty bottle rolling in the floor board

Half-empty tank of gas leaking on the highway

Thirty miles until my exit unless death comes first

All I know is that the latter would be my way

Uppercut

Batter up

Smoke infused

Solo cup

Star-cross star-cross

Criss-cross apple sauce

Wait by the road with your thumb in the air

I'll know it's you when the wind moves your hair

I got just one more bottle that you and I can share

But there's one thing of which you should be aware

The passenger seat is more of an electric chair

Star-cross star-cross

Criss-cross apple sauce

Uppercut

Batter up

Smoke infused

Solo cup