Con canciones así...¿qué queda por decir?

I don’t wanna talk

about the things we’ve gone through.

Though it’s hurting me,

now it’s history.

I’ve played all my cards

and that’s what you’ve done too

Nothing more to say,

no more ace to play.

The winner takes it all.

The loser standing small

Beside the victory.

That’s her destiny.

I was in your arms,

thinking I belonged there.

I figured it made sense

building me a fence.

Building me a home.

thinking I’d be strong there,

but I was a fool,

playing by the rules

The gods may throw a dice,

their minds as cold as ice

and someone way down here,

loses someone dear.

The winner takes it all

The loser has to fall.

It’s simple and it’s plain

Why should I complain.

But tell me does she kiss....

like I used to kiss you?

Does it feel the same

when she calls your name?

Somewhere deep inside

you must know I miss you

but what can I say

rules must be obeyed.

The judges will decide.

The likes of me abide

Spectators of the show,

always staying low.

The game is on again

A lover or a friend.

A big thing or a small.

The winner takes it all

I don’t wanna talk

if it makes you feel sad

and I understand

you’ve come to shake my hand.

I apologize.

If it makes you feel bad

seeing me so tense,

no self-confidence

But you see.

The winner takes it all,

the winner takes it all......

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