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
a 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
'Cause
it makes me 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
The
game is on again
A
lover or a friend
A
big thing or a small
The
winner takes it all
Someone
dear
Takes
it all
The
loser
Has
to fall
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