| Worn out and nothing more to give | |
| Who said that life was simple to live | |
| The pain inside eats away at your pride | |
| The price of friendship is sometimes high | |
| But weak, in pain | |
| Is where you want me to be | |
| But still you are | |
| The one who'll always lose | |
| I win, you lose | |
| Crack some lies behind my back | |
| The time has come to start paying back | |
| So here I come you pathetic shit | |
| It's time to choose where the fist will hit | |
| But weak, in pain | |
| Is where you want me to be | |
| But still you are | |
| The one who'll always lose | |
| I win, you lose | |
| I called you a friend | |
| I win, you lose |