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Watching you small talk through a window pane As she's sipping your coffee, gonna rot my brain I always knew that I'd give in to jealousy But I never thought that it would be the death of me Standing there bleeding, digging my own grave I'm a sore loser Whose always falls for the winner Should've warned you first that You struck a deal with a life long quitter I know I'm being a bad sport But I'm getting kinda sick of watching the scoreboard And I don't think I can play you anymore Making a clean cut, tryna brush you off (Brush you, brush you off) But you're under my skin now, guess you're never getting lost Look at me smiling at you like your biggest fan Oh God, it's embarrassing hoping you'd understand But I'll wait just in case you wake up and you get it right I'm a sore loser Who always falls for the winner Should've warned you first that You struck a deal with a life long quitter I know I'm being a bad sport But I'm getting kinda sick of watching the scoreboard Letras de cancionesAnd I don't think I can play you anymore Anymore Oh, no, oh-oh I'm a sore loser Who always falls for the winner Warned you first that You struck a deal with a life long quitter I know I'm being a bad sport But I'm getting kinda sick of watching the scoreboard And I don't think I can play you anymore Oh-oh, oh-mm Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh Mm-mm Ooh-ooh-ooh From Letras Mania