Lyric Credit card

["I wonder what my credit rating is?"
"It is exactly what you make it."]

You said you ve been taken
You said you had it hard
Your race was run before you could even start
Now it s cold, it s cruel and it s sharp
Now you re on your own without your daddy s credit card

You said you ve been taken
You said you ve been screwed
Ripped off, fucked over and abused
Now there s tears in your eyes and you re confused
I wonder just what you expect me to do

CHORUS:
Isn t that too bad? You ve blown every chance you ve ever had
Isn t that too bad? And now you re forced to live like that
Isn t that too bad? You say your life s a living hell
Isn t that too bad? But I ve seen you bring it on yourself

You say you can t believe this losing streak you re in
but your excuses are staring to wear thin
Now you re pounding on my door at 3 AM

[Repeat first verse, CHORUS]