Met You At The Bottom

McLauchlin Murray

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I watched your lightnin' matches at you table
The white haze fired up your brain
And you laughed like hell at somethin' nobody else could see
And you weren't home to explain
You weren't home to explain

Everybody loves a loser
They want to see him pay his dues
Everybody loves a loser
But they don't want him to stand in his shoes
They don't want him to stand in his shoes

I watched you heart subsiding
The angels in you couldn't stand the pace
Stone statues with dark faces now stood in their place
Now stood in their place

Everybody loves a loser
They want to see him pay his dues
Everybody loves a loser
But they don't want him to stand in his shoes
They don't want him to stand in his shoes

They found you on the ground one morning
Dead soldier laying by your side
And wondered who it was they tried to kid
When they said you almost died
When they said you almost died