Player Hater Anthem Songtext
von The Loved Ones
Player Hater Anthem Songtext
I think they′re losing more momentum every day
They're trying three percent too hard
Can′t you see the look there on his face?
I think they'll do okay for now
And in a year throw in the towel
But they're losing their momentum every day
They won′t be doing this much longer without pay
And when it all comes crashing down, oh, I can′t wait to see the day
We can say we told 'em so
They′re just a little bit too old
And they can head home, head in hands, like a disgrace
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It′s all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they′re out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
I think they′re losing more momentum every day
They′re trying three percent too hard
Can't you see the look there on his face?
We can say we told ′em so
They're just a little bit too old
And they′re losing their momentum every day
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It′s all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
Mother, won't you hear my desperate cries? I′m doing it
Mother, won′t you hear my desperate crying?
They're trying three percent too hard
Can′t you see the look there on his face?
I think they'll do okay for now
And in a year throw in the towel
But they're losing their momentum every day
They won′t be doing this much longer without pay
And when it all comes crashing down, oh, I can′t wait to see the day
We can say we told 'em so
They′re just a little bit too old
And they can head home, head in hands, like a disgrace
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It′s all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they′re out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
I think they′re losing more momentum every day
They′re trying three percent too hard
Can't you see the look there on his face?
We can say we told ′em so
They're just a little bit too old
And they′re losing their momentum every day
Do I regret I even wasted the breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted a little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It′s all just as well, the ones that can tell know we're here to play
Mother, won't you hear my desperate cries? I′m doing it
Mother, won′t you hear my desperate crying?
Writer(s): David Andrew Hause, Michael Duane Cotterman, Michael Hanrahan Sneeringer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com