NOW YOU SAY YOU HATE ME, THAT I'M A LOSER
BUT STILL YOU WANT TO DATE ME,
EVEN THOUGH I WORK LATE
BUT STILL YOU SAY YOUR WAIT,
THAN WE GO THAN AFTER THE SHOW
YOUR GLAD, THAN YOUR SAD THAN MAD
CALLING ME A LOSER AGAIN, THAT IT WAS A BIG
MISTAKE FOR YOU, BUT YOUR THE ONE
THAT ASK ME OUT,
AND [ THAT ] WILL BE THE LAST TIME TO,
BECAUSE I'M NO LOSER
JUST A HARD WORKING MAN.
DOING THE BEST I CAN,
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