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 mold and do what you're told
 Get a job and start growing old
 Nine-to-five 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