Look at all these losers you find them everywhere they're fucked up and annoying but somehow you seem to care It's easier to laugh but something makes you stick around you can't watch from above and keep your ten toes in the sand
You wish that you were special I'm just like you
Close your eyes that'll be the day you'll find those lies Fold your ears that'll be the day that you will hear that'll be the day you get back home
It's lonely to be strange and you would never tell that you're one of these itches you know it much too well losers are your weakness they will always touch your heart you're touching me as well 'cause I have always been a part
