For those who won't
And never will
Song sounds blue...
No-one at home
And time to kill
Song for the beautiful loser...
She would hide at the park and ride
Glued up to the gills
High tar cigarettes and s**
An appetite for pills
She's a shell of her former self
Bad natured on the shelf
And the honeymoon's wearing thin
It's a sign of the state we're in...
A stolen heart
Broken apart
Song for the beautiful loser...
Sweet sixteen
A kiss too far
Song sounds blue...
She was glad when her dad
Got locked out for good
Teaching her love by lashing out
With anything he could...
She's a shell of her former self
By nature left on the shelf
And the honeymoon's wearing thin
It's a sign of the state we're in...
She would hide at the park and ride
Glued up to the gills
Cigarettes and easy s** on a
Belly load of pills...
She's a shell of her former self
Bad natured, left on the shelf
And the honeymoon's wearing thin
It's a sign of the state we're in...
Song for the beautiful loser
Song sounds blue...
