Every time I lose
I really lose
I'm sitting, smoking heaters in the gravitron
Ruminating on the things that I said wrong
Cuz' I scared away my ride-or-die
The band broke up, and my best friend moved to Cairo
And every time I lose
I really lose
Yeah, every time I lose
I really lose
I risked my reputation on a lottery
I lost it cuz' I couldn't say I'm sorry
So I'll etch my name into the side of the slot machine at the corner store
Then I'll die
Cuz' every time I lose
I really lose
Every time I lose
I really lose
I can't explain
Why I do the things I do or why I'm doomed to always be this way
And oh, my brain
That old dog does tricks that he'll never change
Every time I
Every time I
Every time I
Every time I
Every time I lose
I really lose
Every time I lose
I really lose
