Shot Yourself In The Foot Again

Take that bag with your clothes
And leave your keys by the door
Cause she never wants to see you no more
Never should have listened to the serpent
You shot yourself in the foot again
Take that sad little face
And leave your pride at the door
Cause she never gonna touch you no more
Never should have 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's he 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's he gonna go to)
(Who to say hello to)
(They hate him in the old 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
Cause she never wants to see you no more
Never should have listened to the serpent
You shot yourself in the foot again
Take that sad little face
And leave your pride at the door
Cause she never gonna touch you no more
Never should have 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's he 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's he 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)