Never getting anywhere All tilt no reply No luck of the draw, always too raw Can't get ahead Down on my luck Must be cruel intent Playing it by ear, white noise I hear Can't get ahead I just can't win I've made my last stand There's nothing I can do you see I was dealt a bad hand This time around Won't even give it a go I do resign, on the dotted line Can't get ahead I just can't win I've made my last stand There's nothing I can do you see I was dealt a bad hand