Every Time I Lose

Every time I lose I really lose I'm sitting, smoking heaters in the gravitron Ruminating on the things that I said wrong Cuz' I scared away my ride-or-die The band broke up, and my best friend moved to Cairo And every time I lose I really lose Yeah, every time I lose I really lose I risked my reputation on a lottery I lost it cuz' I couldn't say I'm sorry So I'll etch my name into the side of the slot machine at the corner store Then I'll die Cuz' every time I lose I really lose Every time I lose I really lose I can't explain Why I do the things I do or why I'm doomed to always be this way And oh, my brain That old dog does tricks that he'll never change Every time I Every time I Every time I Every time I Every time I lose I really lose Every time I lose I really lose