The Report - Beautiful Loser Lyrics

Don't like to wake too early
Don't care much to use the phone
Don't always find the things I've lost
Sometimes don't wake 'til noon
I leave the windows open in the rain
Don't always say the things I should

Don't care for deadlines
Or desks in empty office spaces
Never cared much for clocking time
Well who's to tell me
Living by some rules I never made
Eyes on a prize I've never seen

So tell me I'm a loser
And I'll show you who's lost
If you trade your soul for silver
You'll always count the cost

I often stay out too late
Propping up the bar with glass in hand
Never grow tired of wayward nights
Well who said I had to make it?
Whose dreams do I live for anyway?
Give me a king and I'll show you a slave

So tell me I'm a loser
And I'll show you who's lost
If you trade your soul for silver
You'll always count the cost

This beautiful life, it's a beautiful lie
A beautiful loser am I
This beautiful life, it's a beautiful lie
A beautiful loser am I

So tell me I'm a loser
And I'll show you who's lost
If you trade your dreams for silver
You'll always count the cost