The Loser's Club

Second choice, second string
Second fiddle to a dream, you declare I can’t make so it seems
I’m a wreck, I’m a mess, and I’m far from the best
You don’t understand me
I’m waking up to the truth about you
Your shallow virtues have come to hurt you
I know that you and your friends will never get this
I’m well aware that you are too pretentious
To let go of your condescending judgement
So keep your mouth shut and choke on your bullshit
Welcome to the loser’s club, grab a shirt and a list of fuck-ups
If everything we do is wrong, we’ll mak a toast to the runner-up
If you’re verybody’s second choice, and you never wanna hear that voice
Tell you that you’re not enough, then welcome to the loser’s club
Welcome to the loser’s club
You try hard to look so perfect, but in the end will it all be worth it?
You must think that you’re so clever
But you can’t hide the truth forever
I know that you and your friends will never get this
I’m well aware that you are too pretentious
To let go of your condescending judgement
So keep your mouth shut and choke on your bullshit
Welcome to the loser’s club, grab a shirt and a list of fuck-ups
If everything we do is wrong, we’ll make a toast to the runner-up
If you’re everybody’s second choice, and you never wanna hear that voice
Tell you that you’re not enough, then welcome to the loser’s club
Welcome to the loser’s club
So you say you’ve got us all figured out?
Well keep our fucking names out of your mouth
Don’t wanna hear another fucking word about all the bridges that you’ve burned
You say I’m wrong, but now I’m moving on
Welcome to the loser’s club, grab a shirt and a list of fuck-ups
If everything we do is wrong, we’ll make a toast to the runner-up
If you’re everybody’s second choice, and you never wanna hear that voice
Tell you that you’re not enough, then welcome to the loser’s club
Welcome to the loser’s club