Loser

If you want to leave me I’ll understand
Lord knows if i could I would leave myself
It's like playing with fire, I know that I'm going to get burned
Like a moth to the flame I’ll undertake the hurt

Cry baby cry
I'll always be a loser

I guess I'm just use to the feeling that I'm never enough
You know i want to quit the stuff but i just can't get enough
I get to feeling so bad when you know that I'm caught up in a binder
It's a car wreck baby try to look away from the bloody fender

Cry baby cry
You can’t fix a user

I get accustomed to the little turn around
I hear the sights I see the sounds
It's just a creaking and a closing of the door
Loving me baby is a full time chore