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She said that I'm a poser but She don't know my style Got zeros in my pocket Can't fall out I'm over my head and I said Nothing goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Nothing goes my (way!) I feel just like a piece of shit Strung up on the heat of it Ah, lost in Los Angeles Maybe I should make a list Of all the girls I should've kissed Ah, lied to my therapist I died to make it out alive She said that I'm a poser but She don't know my style I broke down on the freeway And I just smiled I'm over my head and I said Nothing goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Nothing goes my (way!) Sick of all the politics Or maybe I just need some sex Ah, right now my brain's a mess Maybe I should stay at home Constrict the high with my headphones Ah, I need some better friends I died to make it out alive She said that I'm a poser but She don't know my style I passed out in the bathroom It got so wild I'm over my head and I said Nothing goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Goes my way-ay-ay-ay-ay Nothing goes my (way!) She said that I'm a poser but She don't know my style I broke my middle finger But I blacked out So I can't show you how I feel now So I can't show you how I feel I feel just like a piece of shit (Nothing goes my way) Strung up on the heat of it (Goes my way) Sick of all the politics (Nothing goes my way) Or maybe I just need some sex (Goes my way) Nothing goes my way Goes my way!
Writer(s): Cole Carson, Timothy Pagnotta, Cameron Boyer, Cameron Olsen, Sean Foreman, Brennen Bates Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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