Lyrics: Tim Murphy. Ain't No Shame. Bottom Of The Fifth.

It?s Atlanta, four to one over Houston
It never hurt so much, to be losing
As I sit here at this bar
Wondering where you are
An empty bottle, three strikes and a phone
It?s the Bottom Of The Fifth,
And no one?s home

Wish I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I?d step up to the plate
But now it?s too late
You?re not even there to take the call

And if I had another shot
I?d give it all I got
I wouldn?t be sitting here all alone
It?s the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one?s home

(lead)

If I could relive that moment
When the bases were loaded
And I had my chance to win it all
I?d really step up to the plate
But now it?s too late
Baby you?re not even there to take the call

And if I had another shot
I?d give it all I got
I wouldn?t be sitting here all alone
It?s the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one?s home

I?m at the Bottom Of The Fifth
And no one?s home