A Losing Song

They got me and I didn’t see it comin'.
They leveled me when I was out ther funnin'.
And I’m so naive
to ever have believed they got me
and I should’ve seen it comin'.
They must have signed a million dollar deal.
They must have taken all that they could steal.
But the thing that kills the most is living with the ghost
of myself when I was young and I had love.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
To write a losing song.
Why should I even play the chords?
Why should I even make a sound?
I’m so sorry to anyone that cared.
Don’t let me be the one to let you down.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
To write a losing song.
Well there’s still someone out there you can count on.
He’s hanging 'round the neck of every big shot.
You can watch him climb.
I know he’s lost his mind.
Look up to him 'cause he got it right.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
It’s so easy.
To write a losing song.