I’ll salt my beer
with my own fucking
tears
I tried
everything twice
it always turned
out bogus
why can’t I
be forgiven?
who made me
the enemy?
I don’t want
to be on the outside
nose pressed
against the window
so who wrote
the rules
that made me
the loser?
maybe we’re
all fucking losers
did you ever
think of that?
still, you’d
rather lose a lover
than love a
fucking loser
don’t mind
me
I’m not
bitter
I’m not
sweet either
I’ve been
rolling snake eyes
since the
game began
I can’t win
for losing
it’s the
story of my life
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