It Ends with Us. - Loserville

He's just that stupid delinquent that nobody likes
Cuz' everything isn't right for him
He never tries to just listen so he gives bad advice
His chance of getting through life is thin
He walks, and talks in odd ways
He never knows what to say
He's never ever prepared
Oh he just waits for the day
To end so he can get home, and sleep on his bottom bunk
Yeah he just wants to have fun
He just wants to have fun
He turns his stereo loud, as loud as the town can hear
Maybe call over a friend, and ask if he wants some beer
10 people packed in a car, 5 minute trip to the bar - only to say...

Come one, come all, to Loserville, where everybody wants a thrill
We're rejects and disappointments, (hey) no curing meds or good ointments
To save us now, cuz' it's too late, the heroes here, they don't wear capes
Yeah they wear ripped, black and tight jeans, nose piercings and little lip rings
(1, 2, 3, 4)

She's just that loud, but shy girl that nobody sees
She doesn't work, doesn't date a boy
She's just backed up in the corner where nobody peeks
She's just a wanna-be killjoy
She wears a hoodie to bed, oh where the rats never sleep
She doesn't live in a home. She chose to live on the street
That doesn't stop her, hell no
She gets back up on her feet
She sings to life like it's dead and claps her hands to deadbeats
She doesn't mind people's stares
She is the queen of her life
Her crown is made of lost dreams
They help her sleep late at night
She hopes of getting away
A good place where she can stay...
Oh yeah she thinks of that place...

Come one, come all, to Loserville, where everybody wants a thrill
We're rejects and disappointments, no curing meds or good ointments
To save us now, cuz' it's too late, the heroes here, they don't wear capes
Oh they wear ripped, black and tight jeans, nose piercings and little lip rings (1,2,3,4)

We've been in that situation where life feels hopeless (f*ck that. f*ck that)
We've had people come and go
They don't seem to care? (f*ck that. f*ck that)
You should live that 9-5, behind a desk all day(f*ck that. f*ck that)
The good kids go to private school, they all turn out okay (f*ck that. f*ck that)

Come one, come all, to Loserville, where everybody wants a thrill
We're rejects and disappointments, no curing meds or good ointments
To save us now, cuz' it's too late, the heroes here, they don't wear capes
Oh they wear ripped, black and tight jeans, nose piercings and little lip rings

Come one, come all, to Loserville, where everybody wants a thrill
We're rejects and disappointments, no curing meds or good ointments
To save us now, cuz' it's too late, the heroes here, they don't wear capes
Oh they wear ripped, black and tight jeans, nose piercings and little lip rings

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