Lucy wants to write the next great American novel

And she can't even read the bottle

She says "I might be a genius"

Well, she could be a model

Didn't think I'd get in, so I didn't apply

Now I'm a drunk hanger-on

Hittin' on the younger guy

I buy booze for the Ivy League with my television salary

They think they look up to me, ha

Well, I was left like coals in leaves

And I sparked up in winter's breeze

And now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

Now I know it's me who's missin' out

But I was born with my foot in thе door

And my mind in the gutter and my guts on the floor

Holdin' thе party line

Embarrassed all the time

I remember my potential

Before I skipped the fundamentals

Before I ran from safety

Hopin' someone would chase me

Well, I was left like coals in leaves

And I sparked up in winter's breeze

And now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I've been someone to talk about

I wanna be someone to talk to

I've bitten off way more than I can spit out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

I'm missin' out, missin' out, missin' out

Now I know it's me who's missin' out

I'm missin' out

I'm missin' out, out

I'm missin' out, out (Na, na, na, na, na, na)

I'm missin' out, out