LIFE IS FOR THE LOSING

If life is but a dream
Then where did she get
All of those scars

If life is a party
Then why was she kicked
Out of all those bars

If life is for the taking
Then why was she robbed
And left for breaking

If life is what you make it
Then why when she smiles
Does she look like she’s faking

Life is so full of shit
You keep putting in
With nothing left to get
You empty your soul
But there’s no progress
To show

She sits in the corner
She keeps sharpening that knife
She sits in the corner
She keeps sharpening that knife

If life is for living
Why do the ones who have
Keep stealing
Leaving the rest
To fight over crumbs

The answer is quite revealing

If life is what you make it
Then why when she smiles
Does she look like she fakes it

Life is for the losing
And maybe that’s why 
It’s so damn confusing
You’re only born to die
But I do find it amusing
When it doesn’t make me cry

She sits in the corner
She keeps sharpening that knife
She sits in the corner
She keeps sharpening that knife

Maybe she’ll use it on herself
Maybe she’ll use it on me
I try
To catch 
Her eye
And ask
Her why
She keeps sharpening that knife

She looks at me and smiles
And says
.
.
.
Goodbye

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