Stretch marks on the wrong side of the tracks And baby, bruised lips, I'm never talking back Eyes to the ceiling and I see ya (I just wanna meet you meet ya, I just wanna meet ya, baby) I know the feeling when I see ya (I just wanna meet you meet ya, I just wanna meet ya, baby) Beautiful loser You had it all planned out and now You give your mom a heart attack You live a life of all the lost And there's a chance you won't come back So wrapped up in the drugs You ain't got time to be my beautiful loser I can't save you, you cannot save me But you can be my beautiful loser