Kindness? Kindness??? Kindness????
Don't tell me that again. I've told you not to before. More than once.
Kindness?
What are you talking about you? I hate you. I want to slap your face so hard. No. I want to attack you with all my body, to start hitting you again and again, till it hurts so much that you can finally start feeling something.
I don't wanna talk about 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.
Kindness??
How dare you? How dare you say that to my face? It sounds so ironic and insulting, you know. It's as if you are making fun of me. If you would at least tell me you hate me, then maybe I could start understanding why you keep hurting me. But now? You are just telling me... what exactly are you telling me? I used to try so hard to find out what on earth you had inside your mind, but not anymore. I quit. I quit past tense.
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.
Kindness???
I've done more than I could to stop thinking of you. To stop dreaming of you. I've done my best - or to be more accurate, my worst, to get over you. I'm trying so hard. Too hard. I guess that's what I'm doing wrong. I cared too much.
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.
How stupid could you be? I am not kind or nice or good. I'm just staying still when you stroke my face, so that you might not feel my veins while I'm trying to make my heart to stop beating so fast. I'm smiling back at you, so that you will not see the anger and the sorrow I'm hiding inside me. I'm not trying to be who you want me to be, I'm just trying not to show you how I really feel. I'm not ashamed, I'm just showing you I accept your choice. You win, I lose. What more do you want?
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.
The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain.
