Never getting anywhere
All tilt no reply
No luck of the draw, always too raw
Can't get ahead
Down on my luck
Must be cruel intent
Playing it by ear, white noise I hear
Can't get ahead
I just can't win
I've made my last stand
There's nothing I can do you see
I was dealt a bad hand
This time around
Won't even give it a go
I do resign, on the dotted line
Can't get ahead
I just can't win
I've made my last stand
There's nothing I can do you see
I was dealt a bad hand
