The Art Of Losing

Whoa, whoa

Last call now I'm out of time

And I don't got no valentine

Singled out, now I stand alone

The underdog at a modern world

Suburbia's 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

Whoa, whoa

Set the mould and do what you're told

Get a job and start growing old

9-5 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

You say I'm just a user

But I'll just keep on moving

'Cause that's the art of losing

Whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa

Two, three, four!

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

Whoa

It's the art of losing

Whoa

It's the art of losing

We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America

We're the kids, we're the kids, we're the kids in America