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Stretch marks on the wrong side of the tracks
And baby, bruised lips, I'm never talking back
Eyes to the ceiling and I see ya
(I just wanna meet you meet ya, I just wanna meet ya, baby)
I know the feeling when I see ya
(I just wanna meet you meet ya, I just wanna meet ya, baby)
Beautiful loser
You had it all planned out and now
You give your mom a heart attack
You live a life of all the lost
And there's a chance you won't come back
So wrapped up in the drugs
You ain't got time to be my beautiful loser
I can't save you, you cannot save me
But you can be my beautiful loser
