Winner

He doesn't look my way, never stay, make myself a winner.
Always turn away, once the day, lets me be a winner.
Though my loves untrue, I wanted you, to want me too.
Days are falling back, getting old, not feeling like a winner.
Rushing fast away, to leave your place, it's ridiculous.
Waiting for the world, to open up, living for potential.
To take it all the way, isn't safe, I think I might though.
I might have robbed you
I might have seen you
I might have got you
I might have talked to you
I might have robbed you
I might have left with you
I might have lost you
I might have lost it all
I might have robbed you
I might have seen you
I might have got you
I might have talked to you