Poster Boys For Bad Luck

Don’t push your luck

Or you’ll never make it out alive

It’s time to choose whether to spill your guts

Or choke swallowing your pride (time’s up)

You’re just another hurdle that is standing in our way

You have so much left to learn

And you’ve got nothing left to say

So count your wins and cut your losses

‘Cause we know you’re keeping score

You won the battle but you lost the war

So let’s go, we’re bad news and we’re coming for you

‘Cause we’ve got nothing to lose

I bet you think you’re special

But you’re a fake and every breath you take

Is the worst mistake you’ve ever made

So listen up and I’ll break this down for you

We’ve been down on our luck since nineteen ninety-two

You keep running your mouth

And now we’re running out of patience

We’ve had enough with all these one way conversations

Count your wins and cut your losses

‘Cause we know you’re keeping score

It won’t be long until you’re back for more

So let’s go, we’re bad news and we’re coming for you

‘Cause we’ve got nothing to lose

I bet you think you’re special

But you’re a fake and every breath you take

Is the worst mistake you’ve ever made

This is the worst mistake you’ve ever made

Though the wounds will heal with time

The scars remain

Let’s go, we’re bad news and we’re coming for you

‘Cause we’ve got nothing to lose

I bet you think you’re special

But you’re a fake and every breath you take

Is the worst mistake you’ve ever made