Bowling alley

So it went like this, I finished work, and then I drove home, pissed

Oh God, what's worse?

Than when your shit's all twisted, everything's off, uh

So I hit the joint, and now I'm feeling better

And I strip down south 'cause I'm the naked neighbor

It's a choice, or am I cursed? It's a toss-up

Sometimes, I get on my knees

Pray to God, the birds, and the bees

I do it in a crisis

It's a crisis nightly now

Then through my nightgown, there's a breeze

And out the window, through the trees

I see it, and it's striking

It's a bowling alley party I forgot about

But I got my creams on and my gown on

And I don't think anyone cares if I go or not

So wrong to think everyone loves me?

But doesn't need to be around me all the time (Oh, oh, oh)

But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda sounds nice (Oh, oh, oh)

And I'm invited, so I'll go there tonight

So I get up fast, I hate to keep 'em waiting

Party's not fun yet 'cause I'm too busy praying

God, I'm so happy to be rushing off, mm

So I walk in hot, oh great, nobody noticed

Till I hit that strike, then everybody noticed me, uh-huh

Everybody loves a winner

Who's gonna tell 'em I'm a lucky beginner?

Sometimes, I get on my knees

Pray to God, the birds, and the bees

I do it in a crisis

It's a crisis nightly now

Then, from the front door comes a breeze

And out the window, through the trees

I see it, and it's frightening

It's a candle in my room, forgot to blow it out

But I got my jeans on and my crown on

And the whole place totally cares if I go or not

So wrong to think everyone loves me?

And they need to be around me all the time (Oh, oh, oh)

But I'll be honest, yeah, the nightgown kinda sounds nice (Oh, oh, oh)

I take the trophy and I Irish goodbye

Say it ain't so, I love to go home

Say it ain't so, I love to go—

'Cause I got my creams on and my gown on

And I don't think anyone cares if I'm home or not

So wrong to think everyone loves me?

It doesn't need to be about me all the time (Oh, oh, oh)

But I'll be honest, yeah, the bowling alley kinda felt nice (Oh, oh, oh)

I turn the light on, and I stare at the prize