i floated right past you
in shoes made of the finest leather
it was you, it had to be
you couldn't get it together

was it blood or mud the stain
the rain falling on my shoes
i'll lose, i'll fail
to get them settled
the wood and the metal

that's why i
that's why i
that's why i will always lose
when you win this time

and, oh the day, that day
you'll pay, your way, my face
all looking down at my unhappy face
so lost and gone, turning you on

was it you who stole my dress
my mess, you choose to look
the other way, well what can i say
i love you any fucking way

that's why i
that's why i
that's why i will always lose
when you win this time

i don't want you, i don't need you
i don't want this, all i feel is
i want, i want, i want it!

that's why i
that's why i
that's why i will always lose
when you win this time

all the blood, all the semen
all the sweat, all the tears
can't bring you back to me