Shamehole - Tough Luck Lyrics

Shooting for the moon
And I wind up in the gutter
I know nothing ever works out
Gonna pour myself another
Now I'm sitting in the cold
And I've been taken for a sucker
Under pressure, living life like this
Can be a mother f*cker and. . .

I know just what I want
I just can't figure how to take it
They say you fake it 'til you make it
But I always break it
I f*cking swear I'd get ahead
If only I could take it

Tough luck

Reaching for the stars
And I wind up getting burned
If I lived a hundred lives
I'd find no lesson to be learned
Now I'm counting up the scars
And all the leaves I've over-turned
All the branches on my tree of chances
Bare and bridges burned