Why is eleven not enough
Why don't we ever toughen up
Where do we finally find the nerve
I've denied it all I can, but "no" is just a word
Why doesn't twelve mean something more
I could insist but I'm not sure
There's nothing wrong with moving slow
But I never would have gone if I never said I'd go
Why don't we gamble on thirteen
There's knowing at the end but there's wisdom in between
You can trade the end or the ire in your eyes
Cause they might enjoy the game, but you'll win it every time
Why don't we give fourteen the floor
Let's see what he says, he's been here before
They... they ain't always on the team
But he'll give you what you want and he'll say just what he means