Letra de Sore winner

walk, you run, feel so outdone you always wanted it to be one on one
I cust, you´re free, make me believe
that you´ve been innocent
till proven guilty
So scrape my hands and knees
Softer now I plead for your forgiveness
cause the world can´t 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 you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner
Losing is not your thing
Can´t hold the title but you still
dont see that you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner

I want, you feed pick up your speed
It cant be saving if its already been won
I play for but you dont listen
remember me on what you´re missing missing out on
stuck in this competition

So scrape my hands and knees
Softer now I read your mindless interest
as we´re 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 don´t see that you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner
Losing is not your thing
Can´t hold the title but you still don´t see that you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner

Play me in everything
Make me a rival
But you still don´t see that you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner
Losing is not your thing
Can´t hold the title but you still don´t see that you´re
Sore winner, a sore winner

Play me in everything
Make me a rival
But you still don´t see that you´re
A sore winner