Loser Lyrics

Loser - Kyle Hume

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You make me feel like such a loser

'Cause everything about you's so much cooler

And everybody knows you're so much cuter (so much cuter)

I guess that God must have a sense of humor, oh yeah

Hallelujah, my man

Hi shawty

Guy only knows how I got ya (guy look)

I set your finger, you a rockstar

I kinda blame, but you the hot sauce

Ooh, you a little spicy, sugar sweet

And I ain't talking flavor of the week

Way more than seven days, you make me weak

Well, look at me

You make me feel like such a loser

'Cause everything about you's so much cooler

And everybody knows you're so much cuter (you're so much cuter)

I guess that God must have a sense of humor, oh yeah

Hallelujah, my man

You must be an angel baby

'Cause you give me life, but at the same time

You still take my breath away (you a five plus five)

Baby I just did the math, you shouldn't worry

'Cause you're the prom queen, and I'm the nerd

Like I'm the broccoli and you're desert

Dinner's served

You make me feel like such a loser

'Cause everything about you's so much cooler

And everybody knows you're so much cuter (so much cuter)

I guess that God must have a sense of humor, oh yeah

Hallelujah, my man

Ah, yeah

Uh, yeah