Winner Lyrics

I'm a boy with calloused hands

Pining for a girl who doesn't want me

Fingers bleeding on the steel

Wishing on a star that should be falling

Dreaming of the day when Im set free from lonesome misery

Rags and bottles Soaked in moonshine just to burn down all those Clouded memories

My minds packed up all it's shit, but my hearts dead set on staying

I know there is an answer to these prayers that I've been praying

So I call on God to smite my inner demons that need slaying

You should know there is a winner to these games

These games that you've been playing

In my darkest hours, all choked up with fear

I pray to the lord your laugh stops ringing so loudly in my ear

Your cutthroat lies, my bloodshot tears might be the last thing I hear

Maybe Gods calling me home, trumpets sound and angels cheer

My minds packed up all it's shit, but my hearts dead set on staying

I know there is an answer to these prayers that I've been praying

So I call on God to smite my inner demons that need slaying

You should know there is a winner to these games

These games that you've been playing

I'm just a boy with calloused hands Pining for a girl who doesn't miss me

Staring at a cracked reflection, freckles dulled where you would kiss me

I pray for peace, yeah I pray for sleep, but there's just one thing I'm missing

but you fell right through my fingers like sand that won't stop sifting