I� not the joker who wins your game
Whenever
Your good excuses (they) turn out lame

And I� not
Always the hand that helps you out
Whenever

The lucky loser runs out of luck
So sit down and lean back
Cause this might hurt a bit

(I won� make your bed
I don� give a %#@!)
Can you do anything on your own

Without picking up the phone?
Please don� complicate it
I feel so jaded

Can you do anything on your own?
Hey don� you know
I feel so jaded

I feel so jaded
...now
I wait for the day when you come to see

That nothing
In our life ever comes for free
Because you�e

Sneaking through life at my expense
With an empty head and empty hands
I� so worn out

I� not the joker in your game
When your excuses turn out lame
And nothing ever comes for free

When will the lucky loser see?