Loser

Yeah, you're rich and you're fine
But you still make me cry
Got that D2 personality
A dick by design

Oh, but sometimes you're sweet
And that's how you keep me here
Long enough for me to forget that, oh

You got a couple girlfriends
Got a temper too
And I don't understand
Why I still fuck with you

Somebody help
I think I might be sick in the head
Staying with a scrub of a man (true)
Said I wouldn't do it but I'm falling for a loser again
I shouldn't even give him a chance
He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart
I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up
That boy's a loser
Come on, girl, get up
That boy's a loser

So I pull up with a fresh face saying, "I'ma do it this time"
In my pretty black dress, and I keep the car running outside

But then you pull me back in
And we go again
I'm so out of you're league
Oh, it's embarrassing, man

Somebody help
I think I might be sick in the head
Staying with a scrub of a man (true)
Said I wouldn't do it, but I'm falling for a loser again
I shouldn't even give him a chance
He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart
I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up
That boy's a loser
Come on, girl, get up
That boy's a loser

(That boy's a loser)
(That boy's a loser)

Somebody help
I think I might be sick in the head
Staying with a scrub of a man (true)
Said I wouldn't do it, but I'm falling for a loser again
I shouldn't even give him a chance
He only ever breaks my heart, heart, heart
I'm falling for a loser again

Come on, bitch, get up
That boy's a loser