Shot Yourself in the Foot Again

Take a bag with your clothes And leave your keys by the door 'coz she never want to see you no more Never should have listen to the serpent You shot yourself in the foot again Take that sad little face And leave your pride at the door 'coz she never gonna touch you no more Never should have listen to the serpent You shot yourself in the foot again Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (Where he's gonna go to) (Who to say hello to) (They hate you down the social) Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (Where he's gonna go to) (Who to say hello to) (They hate him in the ol' school) Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (keep walking on my friend) (keep walking on my friend) Take a bag with your clothes And leave your keys by the door 'coz she never want to see you no more Never should have listen to the serpent You shot yourself in the foot again Take that sad little face And leave your pride at the door 'coz she never gonna touch you no more Never should have listen to the serpent You shot yourself in the foot again Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (Where he's gonna go to) (Who to say hello to) (They hate him down the social) Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (Where he's gonna go to) (Who to say hello to) (They hate him in the ol' school) Face looks jaded Clothes look faded keep walking on my friend (keep walking on my friend) (keep walking on my friend)