A Game For Losers

Marty Willson-Piper
(Interference Music)

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Lyrics (unofficial)

Tired and worthless
Maudlin and mirthless
Losing heart in all things
Loveless and broken
Darkness awoken
I'm a bird without any wings

Something inside me
That's been denied me
I can't feel the blood in my veins
The night's getting longer
And the pain's getting stronger
And I can't escape from these chains

When I first saw you it was afternoon
The sun picked you out like a jewel
And suddenly I lost my confidence
And it gave me the face of a fool

I paced and I pondered till finally
I decided that I couldn't play
It's a game for losers of which I am one
And that game I win everyday

Alone in a café
Sad and unhappy
Crippled by what went before
Just loss and destruction
Emotion's corruption
All reason has flown out the door

Smoking and drinking
Negative thinking
Bearing a wound that won't heal
I'm a Devil's apprentice
Doing this sentence
With a pain that I can't even feel

I blew out the candle as the morning came
And I wiped the tears from my eyes
But I kept on lying there into the day
My heart way too heavy to rise

Suddenly the night returned
And the blackness came into my room
It's a game for losers where the crowd has left me
Lonely, disheartened, marooned