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