Loser

Lyrics

When I call you a loser I know what I am doin' And I call you a boozer baby Ripple wine in the afternoon And I call you helpless and reckless And sometimes you're warm, Missy A-holdin' back a summer storm Well, I call you a loser And I know what I am speaking of And I call you a user Of a martyr's advantage in a makeshift love And I call you lazy, and crazy And weary, and warm, Missy A-holdin' back a summer storm Well, I call you a loser And girl you know why And I call you a chooser Of alternatives that always make you cry And I call you wired, and tired And seldom torn, Missy A-holdin' back a summer storm Well, I call you a loser And baby you know very well why I do And I call you a cruiser, cruiser On daydreams that just nevеr will come true And I call you pensivе, defensive And lost, and forlorn, Missy A-holdin' back a summer storm But I'm attracted to losers That soft little voice that I hear through the mist And I've always loved them, I love them It seems like I just never could resist The lost, and misguided, and poor undecided Who don't even know why they been born Just like Missy Holdin' back a summer storm