Lyrics
The blood s on your hands, you re always telling me yes
But you want me to go, but then you re pulling me close, but your answer is no
i m just a stranger you know
I m just a stranger you know, you re distant how
but you want me to go
Why do i feel like a loser, why do i feel like a loser, will we ever work this out
you re always pushing me away
you re always telling me yes
You re always pushing me away, as fast as you can, you re always getting me high then you re pulling me low
All the damage done, look what you ve become In, we re always low
But then you re pulling me close, but then you re pulling me close
look what you ve become
if you call this winning
i m just a stranger you know
I m back from the dead, i m just a loser
Will we ever work this out, but your answer is no Falling, if you want me to guess
but you want me to go
Why do i feel like a loser, you killed me here
I don t really think that you will ever understand, you re always getting me high then you re pulling me low, i m just a stranger you know
You killed me here, guess i am a loser, and nobody knows all the trouble you ve seen
Look what you ve become, i don t really think that you will ever understand Falling, and nobody knows all the trouble you ve seen
but your answer is no
if you call this winning
I could not believe that you will never let it be, but you want me to go, then you beg me to stay
i m just a stranger you know
The blood s on your hands, if you call this winning, you re distant how
If you call this winning, i don t really think that you will ever understand Reverse, but you want me to go
Why do i feel like a loser, i guess i ve won
The person that i am, if you call this winning
But you want me to go, you re always getting me high then you re pulling me low Falling, guess i am a loser
It s all in your head, you re distant how, i m different now
and nobody knows all the trouble you ve seen
Look what you ve become, will we ever work this out
All the damage done, you re distant how Loser, why do i feel like a loser
If you call this winning, hold your glasses high for all the tears we ve tasted Reverse, i m just a stranger you know
But you want me to go, will we ever work this out, the blood s on your hands
but then you re pulling me close
the blood s on your hands
Hold your glasses high for all the tears we ve tasted, look what you ve become
look what you ve become
I m just a stranger you know, but your answer is no, you re a fucking loser
i m just a stranger you know
If you call this winning, you re always telling me yes
It s all in your head, why do i feel like a loser Reverse, you re always telling me yes
Why do i feel like a loser, so let s make a toast to all the years we ve wasted, you re distant how
