Loads of times on the losing end
It's the same old situation
Just another constellation
Daggers drawn with a steady hand
You push the aggravation
To your final destination
Cut me out in card-board
Use me as a dartboard
Down at your feet now
How does it feel now?
As you get yourself some
Self-esteem and now some
Heed of your own
In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
Just two out of seven
As you watch my world from the outside
You think that you are strong
And you dream that you belong
You're supreme cause you know how to spell right
You drown in salivation,
You set off from frustration
Living on a card board
Use me as a dartboard
I know that lately
Afraid since been stately
As you get yourself some
Self-esteem and now some
Heed of your own
In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
Maybe two out of seven
In your eyes
In your mind
I'm three out of ten
Out of nine
I'm just fine
I'm only whatever
In your eyes
In your mind
I'm two out of seven
In your eyes
In your life
I'm two out of seven
What the fuck
Suck my cock
I'm only a seven
Out of twelve
When I wank at the bank
I'm ten out of ten my friend