Couldn't possibly blame me
More than I blame myself
I always thought I would shoot us out
Of any mess that we got in
And I should have kept my mouth shut
I could have been the grown-up
Surprised to see you had cut your hair
And then I really lost all of my composure out there
'Cause my competitive streak runs deep
32, 33, baby, Magic and Kareem
I shouldn't of made a scene
But it's not easy seeing you playing for another team
No no no
When I was winnin' without you
I could leave you alone
Wouldn't rub it in your face
Now that I'm down when I see you around
Thinkin' how I can get you back (How can I get ya back?)
Thinkin' maybe my best days are behind me
Maybe winning and losing blinds me
A Monday morning quarterback
Said how'd you lose the only thing you had left?
'Cause my competitive streak runs deep
32, 33, baby, Magic and Kareem
I shouldn't of made a scene
But it's not easy seeing you playing for another team
No no no
And what's the point of winning for myself if I have to lose to you?
(No no no no no no no)
I still replay certain games in my head
I can remember every play
The time when we won it all
And when we gave it all away
'Cause my competitive streak runs deep
See my competitive streak runs deep
But what's the point of winning for myself if I have to lose to you?
'Cause my competitive streak runs deep
Baby, what's the point of winning for myself if I have to lose to you?
What's the point of winning for myself if I have to lose to you?
What's the point of winning for myself if I have to lose to you?