Chip on your shoulder
Everything's cool til the tables turn over
Well it's alright babe, anyway
Yeah well the summer's over
I'll tell you July couldn't come any sooner
But it's alright babe, anyway
Everybody loves the loser
Or at least that's what she said
They wouldn't understand
Everybody loves the good guy
Til the good guy's in your head
I would understand
He's riding shotgun
Out with the cool kids taking the booze run
Well he's alright love
Sending him in for some
Checking the cameras, they're winking at you son
He's thinking grab and run
Keeping your place
Stashing some hooch while he's eyeing the room
Hanging back, hanging back
Going for the door then he's kissing' the floor
Backseat in a life he's known
We'll I'll tell you that
Everybody loves the loser
Or at least that's what she said
They wouldn't understand
Everybody loves the good guy
Til the good guy's in your head
I would understand
Everybody loves the loser
Everybody loves the loser
