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The Art Of Losing (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

Last call now I’m outta time

And I don’t got no valentine

Singled out, now I stand alone

The underdog in a modern world

Suburbia is hot tonight

But nothing seems to feel alright

I don’t want your sympathy

I just need a little therapy

At least that’s what they say to me

Hey ho let’s go

I’m gonna start a riot

You don’t wanna fight it

One two fuck you

Don’t tell me what to do

I don’t wanna be like you

Can’t you see it’s killing me

I’m my own worst enemy

Knock me down I’ll keep on moving

It’s the art of losing

Fit the mold and do what you’re told

Get a job and start growing old

9 to 5 can make your dreams come true

But I don’t wanna be like you

I’m not cool and I’ll never be

I break the rules and I guarantee

I don’t want your sympathy

I just need a little therapy

At least that’s what they say to me

Hey ho let’s go

I’m gonna start a riot

You don’t wanna fight it

One two fuck you

Don’t tell me what to do

I don’t wanna be like you

Can’t you see it’s killing me

I’m my own worst enemy

Knock me down I’ll keep on moving

It’s the art of losing

You call me a loser

Say I’m just a user

But I’ll just keep on moving

Cause that’s the art of losing

Hey ho let’s go

I’m gonna start a riot

You don’t wanna fight it

One two fuck you

Don’t tell me what to do

I don’t wanna be like you

Can’t you see it’s killing me

I’m my own worst enemy

Knock me down I’ll keep on moving

It’s the art of losing

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We’re the kids

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The Art of Losing (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

I’m not fucking blind to the way
that you talk around the truth
not just what you say
but what you do
played this tug of war way too fucking long
like every time
again I’ve lost
you’ve won
you took advantage of the trust that I gave
took my forgiveness
rubbed it back in my face
reaching for words but there’s nothing to say
I’m left to wonder
will this ever be the same
this rage
burning through my veins
regret consumes my mind
cutting deeply like a razor blade
will I live to see another day
without questioning your motives
with constant doubt
you took advantage of the trust that I gave
took my forgiveness
rubbed it back in my face
reaching for words
but there’s nothing to say
I’m left to wonder
will this ever be the same
and as we sit back waiting
for these scars to heal
try to convince ourselves
that this
that this isn’t real
will you allow me forget your past
or will you always hang it over my head