The Winner Takes It All.

I’m changing myself
I can’t recognise
She has my face
It’s an ugly disguise
All the lies that I tell
I’ve been put on the shelf
They’re bidding for us
And I’m never going to sell

I feel this shame
Knowing that we’ll never be seen the same
And that I resent you for it
And that I blame this game
This game
That you’re not even playing
But somehow still winning.

I resent that word
And all it entails
But I strive and kill myself to be called
The winner.
The winner takes it all
And where there’s a winner, there is someone who has lost.
Who am I to deny
The loser takes the fall.