Do you know the way?
Do you know the turns and the side roads?
The turns and the side roads that lead all the way to your heart
People say you're pretty
People say you're pretty much an angel
An angel but dare I say you seem to believe it too much
And all the neighbors think that you're something
To some extent I tend to agree
And if by chance you'd end up alone, well
I think I might take you in for free
You're such a pretty loser
That's why I want to make you mine
A pretty, pretty loser
You're such a loser but I don't mind
You want to steal the show
You think you know it all and a lot more
But girl, don't you think you've stretched your drama too far?
I can tell you all your dirty secrets, see through all your lies
People scare me, people warn me
People ask me, ask me why
Yada yada yada yada yada blah blah blah
Yada yada yada yada yada blah blah blah
Can't you see it's such a complicated task?
To dissect and study the anatomy of what you ask of me
You're such a pretty loser
That's why I want to make you mine
A pretty, pretty loser
You're such a loser but I don't mind
'Cause you're such a pretty baby
And I just thought that maybe
Maybe I could make you mine
My pretty loser
My own pretty loser