The Winner Takes it All (ABBA)

I don�t wanna talk About the things we�ve gone through Though it�s hurting me Now it�s history I�ve played all my cards And that�s what you�ve done too Nothing more to say No more ace to play The winner takes it all The loser standing small Beside the victory That�s her destiny I was in your arms Thinking I belonged there I figured it made sense Building me a fence Building me a home Thinking I�d be strong there But I was a fool Playing by the rules The gods may throw a dice Their minds as cold as ice And someone way down here Loses someone dear The winner takes it all The loser has to fall It�s simple and it�s plain Why should I complain. But tell me does she kiss Like I used to kiss you? Does it feel the same When she calls your name? Somewhere deep inside You must know I miss you But what can I say Rules must be obeyed The judges will decide The likes of me abide Spectators of the show Always staying low The game is on again A lover or a friend A big thing or a small The winner takes it all I don�t wanna talk If it makes you feel sad And I understand You�ve come to shake my hand I apologize If it makes you feel bad Seeing me so tense No self-confidence But you see The winner takes it all The winner takes it all……

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