Loser
Another song, another stupid story told
Just a boy made of straw and me singing him into gold
I never learn my lesson, chasing what they can't give, oh bless them
Tongue so good at telling lies but can't do shit between my thighs
Hit me with a bolt of lightening, I'm tired of the songs I'm writing
It's true I'm my own hero, but I just slept with another zero
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't mattеr that much,
you're not the only loser that I fuckеd
First dates have a certain script,
and I've never met a man who can match my wit
They don't even pay for my coffee,
but somehow they still got me
On my knees in their dirty tee, giving away the goods for free
Recite a poem about another girl, dick so stank it makes me hurl
Question my taste in 90's rock, my pussy hair turns you off
And telling me Joe Rogan's genius
doesn't make me wanna suck your penis
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
How can it get to your head when you can't even give head?
Dying alone might be fine, oh Jesus, let me be dead
And all of you who think you're great,
you were never even worth the date
So if you look in the mirror and think you're in the clear,
you're probably the one that I hate
Tell me why it goes like this, ever since my shit first kiss
It's not at all what I expected,
I don't think I've ever been respected
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
Just a boy made of straw and me singing him into gold
I never learn my lesson, chasing what they can't give, oh bless them
Tongue so good at telling lies but can't do shit between my thighs
Hit me with a bolt of lightening, I'm tired of the songs I'm writing
It's true I'm my own hero, but I just slept with another zero
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't mattеr that much,
you're not the only loser that I fuckеd
First dates have a certain script,
and I've never met a man who can match my wit
They don't even pay for my coffee,
but somehow they still got me
On my knees in their dirty tee, giving away the goods for free
Recite a poem about another girl, dick so stank it makes me hurl
Question my taste in 90's rock, my pussy hair turns you off
And telling me Joe Rogan's genius
doesn't make me wanna suck your penis
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
How can it get to your head when you can't even give head?
Dying alone might be fine, oh Jesus, let me be dead
And all of you who think you're great,
you were never even worth the date
So if you look in the mirror and think you're in the clear,
you're probably the one that I hate
Tell me why it goes like this, ever since my shit first kiss
It's not at all what I expected,
I don't think I've ever been respected
Oh God, it's not exciting, youth is a damn big evil I'm fighting
Oh hey, what's on next, another sad song about bad sex
So if you're one of those dudes
who thinks that I write songs about you
Well, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
No, you don't matter that much,
you're not the only loser that I fucked
Credits
Writer(s): Kelsey Macarthur Ferrell
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