You sound truly heartbroken |
| You can do it. You're a pro |
| Agony from every pore. And such control |
| The orchestra swoops and the drum samples roll |
| You hold the high scream into the key change for the outro |
| It's another number one |
| And that's exactly where you're comin' from |
| But can you play me a song |
| For the deliberate loser |
Like an Olympic ice skater you've put in the hours |
| Learned the routines and the high scoring loops |
| And even before you sing the sweet opening line |
| You're know that you're scorin' at least 5.9 |
| Here come the flowers |
| I saw them gathered all around you |
| Hangin' on your every word |
| You were telling them you're master plan |
| World Domination |
| ... any way you can |
Don't you ever wonder if this will to win is a weakness? |
| Don't you ever wonder... |