You'll see my name on a street of stars
But I can't cope now, with all the empty bars
Well it's one step forward, three steps back,
Your pockets empty, knife in your back

I said you're just a bad loser

You've been running around telling everybody we're shit
Well you can sling your mud but you sure won't make it stick
You always dream't you'd be front page,
But now your head is filled with rage

You always said that I was the fool,
But I'm here to tell you that you're a bad loser