When broken-hearted people dream
They dream of their heartbreaker
I just don't dream
As of late I've realised
I'm not special
As of late I've realised
I'm not special
I don't wanna play this game
If it hurts so much to lose
I don't wanna hurt this much
If winning isn't something you can choose
I've been told that we're all equal
So why aren't you sad too?
I don't wanna play this game
If it hurts so much to lose
I don't think that I can look at anyone
Without seeing my heartbreaker
But I still look, because it feels nice
I've forgotten what it feels like
To not force a smile
It hurts my face
I don't wanna play this game
If it hurts so much to lose
I don't wanna hurt so much
If winning isn't something you can choose
I've been told that we're all equal
So why aren't you sad too?
I don't wanna play this game
If it hurts so much to lose
Maybe I'm not good enough
Maybe I should try a little harder
Maybe I should just give up
And don't you dare say I sound like Wilbur Soot
I'm sad, he's sad
I'm white, he's white
I have brown hair, he has brown hair
I play guitar, he plays guitar
I'm done, that's it, goodbye heartbreaker
Goodbye forever, good goodbye