"Player Hater Anthem" lyrics
(originally by The Loved Ones)
I think they're losing their momentum every day
They're trying 3% percent too hard, can't you see the look there on his face?
I think they'll do okay for now
And in a year throw in the towel
But they're losing their momentum every day
They won't be doing this much longer if they don't get pay
And when it all comes crashing down, oh I can't wait to see the day
We can say we told 'em so
They're just a little bit too old
They can go home, head in hand, what a disgrace
Do I regret I even wasted
The breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted
A little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
Do I regret I even wasted
The breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted
A little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
Yeah it's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
They're trying 3% percent too hard, can't you see the look there on his face?
I think they'll do okay for now
And in a year throw in the towel
But they're losing their momentum every day
They won't be doing this much longer if they don't get pay
And when it all comes crashing down, oh I can't wait to see the day
We can say we told 'em so
They're just a little bit too old
They can go home, head in hand, what a disgrace
Do I regret I even wasted
The breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted
A little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
Do I regret I even wasted
The breath it took to sing?
Do I regret I ever admitted
A little and bled it all out on the page?
Do we regret they're out there waiting
For someone honest to take the stage?
Will they want their ten bucks back
Or leave knowing that this means more than anyone could pay?
It's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
Yeah it's all just as well
The ones that can tell
Know we came to play
Writer(s): David Hause, Michael Cotterman, Michael Sneeringer
