No Hitter Songtext
von Petite League

You were three coats of paint ago
You were a heartbeat in my ghost
When you left, you said you′d go
I painted over everything I owned
I didn't feel like dying alone

There ain′t no crying in Petite League, no
It's a perfect game, no hitter boys
One, two, three and I'll go down swinging
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It's the only way I′ll end a winning season


I used to make fun of you for praying
Looking up with nothing to say
Now I write lists of what keeps me happy
And I keep throwing them away
And I keep throwing them away

There ain't no crying in Petite League, no
It′s a perfect game, no hitter boys
One, two, three and I'll go down swinging
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It's the only way to end a winning season
It's the only way to end a winning season
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It's the only way to end a winning season
It′s the only way to end a winning season
It's the only way to end a winning season