Paul the Lion

Rookie (Born in the fall of his 19th year / Comin' home to a place he'd never been before)

Loser Song, The

Walking down an empty street
With cowboy boots on your feet
You wish for someone whom you could meet
And stay with forever

But sitting down on an iron bench
You smell the awful stench
Of a love thirst not yet quenched
And you cannot help but feel bitter

When you realize there's no love in sight
You sit there feeling dark as night
For no one should have the right
To feel any better

And as you light your last cigarette
You make a strenuous effort to forget
However you can't help but regret
Leaving the life you had with her

You thought of yourself as high and mighty
Nobody was more young, brash and cocky
Thinking no cowboy was more sexy
Than you, the finest lady killer

You were sure her heart you did clutch
Every time you gave her a soft touch
And even though you didn't touch her much
You thought she was lucky to have you as her lover

You wonder why she still brings you to tears
After all, it's been many years
Since you last whispered in her ears
And written her any form of letter

Staring somewhere distant into space
You imagine yourself in a different place
Studying the lines of her face
In some private shelter

Perhaps in a comfortable bed
You say everything you haven't yet said
Revealing to her it's lonesomeness you dread
That you'd just be Siddhartha without a river

She looks at you and gives you a smile
Thinking to herself, all the while
Would you really in agony crawl a mile
To be with no other

She turns away and thinks to herself
If to you she's really another dusty book on the shelf
If you're really being yourself
Or if you're really just a stranger

Eventually she knows what you say is not true
Deep inside she always knew
She was just there for you to screw
And that all along you were just being clever

After she's given you the knife
You think about how perfect of life
You had, 'til you made your best friend's wife
And now you're just a loner

Now you're just some rake who's a goner
Now cowboy you ain't nothin' but a loser

Submitted: Tuesday, May 02, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, July 21, 2010


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  • Rookie Joyce Chelmo (5/3/2006 4:18:00 PM)

    I could almost hear your accent in this one Paul. Been there done that myself.

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  • Rookie ***** ********* (5/2/2006 6:45:00 PM)

    oops! Paul that was a mother of all mistakes, but you learned it early and I hope well. You are not a loser, you just haven't found your right heart bruiser. 10 from Tai, encouraging forgiving yourself, as much as I try! (Report) Reply

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