Chronic infunktion

I’m That Guy

The billiard’s rolling down that green felt lawn
Gets near the pocket but just won’t go on
I thought I shot it right, but my shot fell shy
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy

I reach my hand out for the taxi cab
Just to see the man in front of me grab
Yellow rolling past the traffic light
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy

Yes I am I am I’m that guy
A minute late and a few feet shy
I am I am I’m that guy
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy

Get to church late to be a newlywed
And when I look down the aisle, I see my best friend
He’s on my woman’s arm, looking satisfied
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy

Yes I am I am I’m that guy
A minute late and a few feet shy
I am I am I’m that guy
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy

They say a man doesn’t get a second chance
If you don’t ask someone you don’t get to dance
But by the time I’m ready to look into her eyes
Someone beat me to it, man, cause I’m that guy

Yes I am I am I’m that guy
A minute late and a few feet shy
I am I am I’m that guy
I’m always missing it cause I’m that guy