Lose Lose Lose
I was clean for over two years
‘Til I saw you just now
You called me up and got me to let you
Let you come over somehow

You brought me a bottle
Of fancy French wine
That won't mess me up half as much as you
'Cause babe you're more like a bottle of whiskey
And a razor blade wrapped in two

And now you're messing up my Christmas Eve
What a day to choose
I should have known that I
I would never win
With you, it's lose, lose, lose

I am a baby phoenix
Shaking the ash off my back
But now with you sitting right next to me
I feel like my wings are under attack
If curiosity killed the cat
Then I just sang my last meow
I should have known that it would end just like this
But I did it anyhow

Now you're messing up my Christmas Eve
What a day to choose
I should have known that I
I would never win
With you, it's lose, lose, lose

Calm and collected I perched on the edge
And smiled as you tossed back your hair
‘Cause I was your hero but you were a phone booth
And now you've absconded with my strength
And I don't think that's fair

And now you're messing up my Christmas Eve
What a day to choose
I should have known that I
I would never win
With you, it's lose, lose, lose
With you, it's lose, lose, lose