loser

Yeah, you're rich and you're fine

But you still make me cry

Got that D2 personality

A dick by design

Oh, but sometimes you're sweet

And that's how you keep me here

Long enough for me to forget that, oh

You got a couple girlfriends

Got a temper too

And I don't understand

Why I still fuck with you

Somebody help

I think I might be sick in the head

Staying with a scrub of a man (true)

Said I wouldn't do it but I'm falling for a loser again

I shouldn't even give him a chance

He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart

I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up

That boy's a loser

Come on, girl, get up

That boy's a loser

So I pull up with a fresh face saying, "I'ma do it this time"

In my pretty black dress, and I keep the car running outside

But then you pull me back in

And we go again

I'm so out of you're league

Oh, it's embarrassing, man

Somebody help

I think I might be sick in the head

Staying with a scrub of a man (true)

Said I wouldn't do it, but I'm falling for a loser again

I shouldn't even give him a chance

He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart

I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up

That boy's a loser

Come on, girl, get up

That boy's a loser

(That boy's a loser)

(That boy's a loser)

Somebody help

I think I might be sick in the head

Staying with a scrub of a man (true)

Said I wouldn't do it, but I'm falling for a loser again

I shouldn't even give him a chance

He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart

I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up

That boy's a loser