Look at all these losers
You find them everywhere
They're fucked up and annoying
But somehow you seem to care

It's easier to laugh
But something makes you stick around
You can't watch from above
And keep your ten toes in the sand

You wish that you were special
I'm just like you
Close your eyes
That'll be the day you'll find those lies

Fold your ears
That'll be the day that you will hear
That'll be the day you
Get back home

It's lonely to be strange
And you would never tell
That you're one of these itches
You know it much too well

Losers are your weakness
They will always touch your heart
You're touching me as well
'Cause I have always been a part

You wish that you were special
I'm just like you

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): NINA PERSSON, PETER ANDERS SVENSSON