Fell asleep with the sun shinning bright
Ended up wide awake all night
Thinking about the troubles
I can fix when I’m sober
Peek through my window, see my ghosts
Expecting a letter no one wrote
Maybe I got it all wrong
Did we ever get along?
And I don’t care at all
Although it gets me down
Because even when I’m losing
I’m winning
Worn out from commonplaces fights
Could I live another thousand lives
Like I had much of a choice
Like a saying from my own voice
Throw up my thoughts when no one’s near
God I wish they sounded more sincere
That’s the thing with being hollow
A truth hard to swallow
And I don’t care at all
Although it gets me down
Because even when I’m losing
I’m winning
Winning
Winning
Winning
