time after time I fail
what the fuck is it like to succeed?
I try and I try
but each time
I fall back down on my knees
so well acquainted with defeat
It’s hard to be too little too late
I guess sub-par is now a character trait
never won a prize
never looked in my eyes
never pinned my work to the kitchen walls
just a few marks from a first
to me, that’s almost worst
cause the best loser still loses in the end
what the fuck is it like to succeed?
I try and I try
but each time
I fall back down on my knees
so well acquainted with defeat
It’s hard to be too little too late
I guess sub-par is now a character trait
never won a prize
never looked in my eyes
never pinned my work to the kitchen walls
just a few marks from a first
to me, that’s almost worst
cause the best loser still loses in the end
