Lucy wants to write the next great American novel And she can't even read the bottle She says "I might be a genius" Well, she could be a model Didn't think I'd get in, so I didn't apply Now I'm a drunk hanger-on Hittin' on the younger guy I buy booze for the Ivy League with my television salary They think they look up to me, ha
Well, I was left like coals in leaves And I sparked up in winter's breeze And now I know it's me who's missin' out
I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out Now I know it's me who's missin' out
But I was born with my foot in thе door And my mind in the gutter and my guts on the floor Holdin' thе party line Embarrassed all the time I remember my potential Before I skipped the fundamentals Before I ran from safety Hopin' someone would chase me
Well, I was left like coals in leaves And I sparked up in winter's breeze And now I know it's me who's missin' out
I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out Now I know it's me who's missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out Now I know it's me who's missin' out
I've been someone to talk about I wanna be someone to talk to I've bitten off way more than I can spit out
I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out Now I know it's me who's missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out Now I know it's me who's missin' out
I'm missin' out I'm missin' out, out I'm missin' out, out (Na, na, na, na, na, na) I'm missin' out, outTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.