To Lose the War

The captain of the football team

Has got the prom queen but not self esteem

And he hides beneath the sheets

While he cries himself to sleep

And that prom queen's got her own concerns

The bottle's dry but she just never learns

So she fills it up again

And drinks to broken men

And we're overboard

Surrendered and ignored

So this is how it feels to lose the war

The baseball man is taking shots in his ass

The skater wins by cracking kneecaps

And we all keep tuning in

As if somebody's gonna win

Superman is just another sham

Clark works nights at the Tinker's Damn

Selling porno mags to dirty men

So he can pay the rent in his rat trap pigpen

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The president's just another man

Just pushing buttons with a half-baked plan

Like a stoner with a PS2

And he's playing games all afternoon

He's just trying to beat his daddy's score

But it's a different time, a different war

And this game is wearing thin

You need a faster thumb of you are gonna win

[chorus]

And we were strong before

Now we're naked on the floor

So this is how it feels to lose the war