Shot Yourself in the Foot Again

Take that bag with your clothes

And leave your keys by the door

Coz she never wants to see you no more

Never shoulda listened to the serpent

You shot yourself in the foot again



Take that sad little face

And leave your pride at the door

Coz she never gonna touch you no more

Never shoulda listened to the serpent

You shot yourself in the foot again



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Where he's gonna go to)

(Who to say hello to)

(They hate you down the social)



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Where he's gonna go to)

(Who to say hello to)

(They hate him in the ol' school)



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Keep walking on my friend)

(Keep walking on my friend)



Take that bag with your clothes

And leave your keys by the door

Coz she never wants to see you no more

Never should have listen to the serpent

You shot yourself in the foot again



Take that sad little face

And leave your pride at the door

Coz she never gonna touch you no more

Never shoulda listened to the serpent

You shot yourself in the foot again



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Where he's gonna go to)

(Who to say hello to)

(They hate him down the social)



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Where he's gonna go to)

(Who to say hello to)

(They hate him in the ol' school)



Face looks jaded

Clothes look faded

Keep walking on my friend

(Keep walking on my friend)

(Keep walking on my friend)