The Taste/ Loserville

Verse

There’s a place they call Loserville

Where the broken hearted go.

I’ve passed thru there a time or two.

Saw a few people I know.

I saw Envy I saw Hatred

Sitting on their barroom stools.

Drinking from a glass of Pity.

Calling the rest of us fools.

Pre chorus

I told them so long see you later

But I knew it was a lie.

I could see myself in their mirror.

Knew that their fate was mine.

Chorus

I’ve poured Pity from that same bottle.

I’ve quit but I miss the taste.

Was bitter but brought me solace.

In a world that I can’t face.

I’ve poured Pity from that same bottle.

I’ve quit but I miss the taste.

Verse

There’s a place they call Loserville

Where the lonely people go.

I pass thru there from time to time

When I’m feeling kinda low.

I see heartbreak I see sorrow

Drinking with their buddy Blue.

Complaining that life’s unfair

Knowing the opposites true.

Pre chorus

I told them so long see you later

But I knew it was a lie.

I could see myself in their mirror.

Knew that their fate was mine.

Chorus

I’ve poured Pity from that same bottle.

I’ve quit but I miss the taste.

Was bitter but brought me solace.

In a world that I can’t face.

I’ve poured Pity from that same bottle.

I’ve quit but I miss the taste.

Bridge

Pity’s a bottomless well.

Heart break a thirsty soul.

Liquor’s a home for losers

Who have no place to go.

Tag

I’ve poured Pity from that same bottle.

I’ve quit but I miss the taste.