Loser
I'm a loser, but I'm playing it to my advantage
I took a few on the chin, but I'm standing
And I'm about to turn it around
At the gate, I'm drinking my milkshake-y-shake
The whole operation is late tonight
And I can't see the stars from my plane
When I graduate
When the occupation's over, if I stay
If I stay, throw out all my hopes of closure
Would you wait?
I'm a loser, but I'm playing it to my advantage
I've got my head down, I'm reading the classics
And I'm about to turn it around
In I go. They say that they're ready to start
But they all see the sweat on my hands, oh god
And hear the speed of my poor little heart
Without a trace
You did 'til you fucked the closer. If I change
If I change, throw out all my hopes of closure
Would you wait?
I'm a loser, but I'm looking for you in the stands
For the first time, you're there with your hands up
And you're shouting as loud as you can
And I'm thinking I might stick the landing
And you're saying aloud that I can
And I'm about to turn it around
Oh I'm about to turn it around
Oh if I were you, I'd hang around
I took a few on the chin, but I'm standing
And I'm about to turn it around
At the gate, I'm drinking my milkshake-y-shake
The whole operation is late tonight
And I can't see the stars from my plane
When I graduate
When the occupation's over, if I stay
If I stay, throw out all my hopes of closure
Would you wait?
I'm a loser, but I'm playing it to my advantage
I've got my head down, I'm reading the classics
And I'm about to turn it around
In I go. They say that they're ready to start
But they all see the sweat on my hands, oh god
And hear the speed of my poor little heart
Without a trace
You did 'til you fucked the closer. If I change
If I change, throw out all my hopes of closure
Would you wait?
I'm a loser, but I'm looking for you in the stands
For the first time, you're there with your hands up
And you're shouting as loud as you can
And I'm thinking I might stick the landing
And you're saying aloud that I can
And I'm about to turn it around
Oh I'm about to turn it around
Oh if I were you, I'd hang around
Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Timothy Grear, Nathanael Martin Luther Drahn, Travis William Kish
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