Lose My Cool Lyrics – Rare Americans
Months gone by
Was a reasonable guy
You two-faced fake
You hung me out to dry
Like clothes on a line
Goodbye money, goodbye time
Sick of having you
On my mind
You’re *** with my mood
I’m not normally rude
But I’m almost at the brink of coming unglued
And I’m about to lose my cool
Lose my cool
It’s a two-way street
You’re marching to your own beat
Give an inch, take a mile
A long time coming
I’ve been feeling this something
Need to get it off my chest
Put this to bed, to rest
I can’t stand, you must confess
You were in way over your head
You’re *** with my mood
I’m not normally rude
But I’m almost at the brink of coming unglued
And I’m about to lose my cool
Lose my cool
Shoulda saw it coming, I
Shoulda saw it coming, I
Shoulda saw it coming, oh
What a waste of time
Shoulda saw it coming, I
Shoulda saw it coming, I
Shoulda saw it coming, oh
What a waste of time
You’re *** with my mood
I’m not normally rude
But I’m almost at the brink of coming unglued
And I’m about to lose my cool
Lose my cool
