Matthew Good - Born Losers Lyrics
Well There Ain't Nothing To This But Your DaughterAnd The Life You Would Not Give Her Break Your PlansTraipsed Across The Continent A SquatterFor Your Lies At Night To Sleep Between My HandsWhen The Lights Come On This Whole Place Gets UglyBut When They're Out Strangers Fall In LoveShe Could Never Say That Flat Out She Don't Want MeCause I Could Never Say That Half Way Ain't EnoughNew Order's On The Turn Table We're DancingCause What Else Do You Do When You Don't Talk?Crucified To Crawl Into Your MansionYa, That's Why I Learned To Crawl Before I WalkedWe're Back Where We BelongStraight Back Where We BelongNo Days For Nights, No Cocaine ConsJust Back Where We BelongTake Me Out Back To Your PiranhasAnd Beat Me Until I Can't Even StandYour Whole Life A Plane Without No Landing GearSo If This Is It Then Come On Let Me LandThat Trailer Trash Pedigree Is CallingIt Rats You Out When You're Down On All FoursMe I Like To Cast My Death On YesterdayCause What Doesn't Kill Us Now Just Makes Us Better WhoresWe're Back Where We BelongStraight Back Where We BelongNo Days For Nights, No Cocaine ConsJust Back Where We BelongGo Put It In The GroundGo Bury It Some Place It Can't Be FoundGo Put It In The GroundWell There Ain't Nothing To This But Your DaughterAnd The Life You Would Not Give Her Break Your PlansTraipsed Across The Continent A SquatterFor Your Lies At Night To Sleep Between My Hands
