Far from the nightlife now
Poor fathers' daughters
Come out where the sleepers roam
And search no longer
Even if, You don't get my drift
Well, I send ya home with compliment and kiss

Yeah, from rotten ol' me. Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah rotten ol' me. Yeah, rotten ol' me

Well so come, leave yer shoes at home
Yeah, sink yer hooks in
Come out where the losers roam
You've had fair warning
Well come and see, your foe and friend
Yeah well if loves the way then love must be the end

Of rotten ol' me. Oh, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me. yeah, rotten ol' me

So i'll enjoy, that I've made so many bad decisions in my time
I don't quite know wether to stay or go
Well such a good time, but do you let it show?

Well, you know the truth may be
That trouble only finds me when I'm fast asleep
I scream of how I'm losing all my precious time
You say you're never on the winning side
Well, welcome to me, my foe, my friend
Cause, if loves the way then love must be the end

Yeah of rotten ol' me. Yeah, rotten ol' me
Yeah, rotten ol' me. Yeah, rotten ol' me