bad loser

He says I need direction I head for the door I take apart his hourgla*s & fill it up with candy Don't mind suggestions Don't give me anymore Don't get twisted you don't like it you don't buy it Choking on my own lies The boyfriend takes the ring back Leave my finger blue & swollen knock me inside out I'm a little on the dark side Black beauty in my coffee I guess I'll keep on f**king up until I get it right I'm a bad...I'm a bad loser The day is ripe for monsters So I take the dog out The puppy runs away the kind of day I'm getting used to Shitty broken gibson Is all that I've got left now Gonna beat it up until I'm satisfied I'm a bad...I'm a bad loser What've I got what've I got what've I what've I got to lose? What would it take to find the shape to cure me? What do I pay to sell that celluloid rosary? They're right when they say the lion's got the best of me I jump from chair to chair - is anybody satisfied? not me I'm a bad...I'm a bad loser What've I got what've I got what've I what've I got to lose?