p.2. I'm a Loser
Although I laugh and I act like a clown
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown.
My tears are falling like rain from the sky
Is it for her or my-self that I cry
Chorus
What have I done to de-serve such a fate
I real-ize I have left it too late.
And so it's true pride comes before a fall
I'm telling you so that you don't lose all.
Chorus
Whistle