Sore Winner

I walk, you run, feel so outdone,
you always wanted it to be one on one
I cuss, youre free, make me believe
that youve been innocent till proven guilty
so scrape my hands and knees
softer now i bleed for your forgiveness cause the world cant stand to witness
you keep tearing me down looks like i met my match today

play me in everything
make me a rival
but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner
losing is not your thing
cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner

i watch, you feed, pick up, your speed
it cant be saving if its already been won
i play for keeps, but you dont listen
ment for me on what youre missing
missing out on
forgiveness competition

so scrape my hands and knees

softer now i
read your mind as interest
as were coming down to inches
you keep tearing me down
looks like i met my match today

play me in everything
make me a rival
but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner
losing is not your thing
cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner

play me in everything
make me a rival
but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner
losing is not your thing
cant hold the title but you still dont see that youre
sore winner, a sore winner

play me in everything
make me a rival
but you still dont see that youre
a sore winner