I learned to sing with my father Covering miles and miles in a car Worshipping women I would never meet It was all in the hope of finding a harmony I don't have memories like that with my mother All that I have are lessons in her failures Don't get too close cause I might be just like her When you're in it there's no end Just a loser that likes it again and again I used to run from my lovers All three sheets to the wind Worshipping men who would never stay It was all for pretending it's not her I'd become I don't want memories like that for my daughter All that I have are lessons in my failures Don't get too close cause you might end up like me When you're in it there's no end Just like a loser who likes it again and again When you're in it there's no end Just like a loser who likes it again and again