Keep On Backing Losers

I keep on backing losers

The beggars not the choosers

I keep on backing losers

The beggars not the choosers

How come they always find me

Then turn my head and blind me

With tales of how they need to start anew

They feed but never feed me

I just cater for the needy

Tending broken hearts is what i do

I keep on backing losers

The beggars not the choosers

But I'm no longer buying

The sobbing and the sighing

I'm through with playing sister

Of mercy to the Misters

Who tell me that they're so misunderstood

And that being with me is giving

Them the strength to go on living

And that I alone can make them feel so good

I keep on backing losers

The beggars not the choosers

But I'm no longer buying

The sobbing and the sighing

Years

Of stroking heads and drying tears

Of being there to calm their fears

I've had enough I'm steering clear, clear, clear