I learned to sing with my father
Covering miles and miles in a car
Worshipping women I would never meet
It was all in the hope of finding a harmony
I don't have memories like that with my mother
All that I have are lessons in her failures
Don't get too close cause I might be just like her
When you're in it there's no end
Just a loser that likes it again and again
I used to run from my lovers
All three sheets to the wind
Worshipping men who would never stay
It was all for pretending it's not her I'd become
I don't want memories like that for my daughter
All that I have are lessons in my failures
Don't get too close cause you might end up like me
When you're in it there's no end
Just like a loser who likes it again and again
When you're in it there's no end
Just like a loser who likes it again and again

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