See she lost her chances
On the day she could have won the game
Maybe when she dances
She will realise how fast she lost a friend or two
On her silly journey through
What could have been
A put-on masquerade
Through the fog the light dawns dimly
Out to show the road in every which way
Clue she still has got some
But she wouldn't tell who's on the inside who's just peeping in
On her silly journey through
What could have been
A put-on masquerade
Hey look at the Loosey Girls
They are losers first
And burning fast
