Winner

He doesn't look my way, never stay, make myself a winner.

Always turn away, once the day, lets me be a winner.

Though my loves untrue, I wanted you, to want me too.

Days are falling back, getting old, not feeling like a winner.

Rushing fast away, to leave your place, it's ridiculous.

Waiting for the world, to open up, living for potential.

To take it all the way, isn't safe, I think I might though.

I might have robbed you

I might have seen you

I might have got you

I might have talked to you

I might have robbed you

I might have left with you

I might have lost you

I might have lost it all

I might have robbed you

I might have seen you

I might have got you

I might have talked to you