The Loser

I tell the time, make it rhyme, then I spin into an early grave
Sick to death, the death of grace is smeared across my ugly face
Cross my heart, hope to die, hope to God I am remembered as
"The Dudest Dude", misunderstood. I am humble to a point, I guess

You thought that I was something else
You thought that I was something

I am a loser, baby, lose yourself with me
I am a waster, maybe waste away with me
I am a moron, Honey, stick around you'll see
Cos' I am a loser, baby, you'd best lose me

I can't relate to half my songs. Who gives a lonesome fuck?
Once I wore shades indoors. Oh yeah, that was one hell of a look
My lucky streak is wearing thin. It is boring as postal chess
It's all an act, that's a fact. The truth is anyone's guess

You thought that I was something else
You thought that I was something

I am a loser, baby, lose yourself with me
I am a waster, maybe waste away with me
I am a moron, Honey, stick around you'll see
Cos' I am a loser, baby, you'd best lose me
Whoo!

I am a loser, baby, lose yourself with me
I am a waster, maybe waste away with me
I am a moron, Honey, stick around you'll see
Cos' I am a loser, baby, you'd best lose me
Whoo!
Lose yourself!