Words and music by Matt Hillyer

Verse:
G
All this talkin' round in circles hasn't got us anywhere,
G
We've been travellin down this road so long that we don't even care,
C                                               Csus
I cut the palm of my hand and the blood comes tricklin' down,
G
You stand there in disbelief and you don't make a sound,
D                                     G        C
I turn and try to reach and pull the knife out from my back,
D                                    G          C
While you take the opportunity to stage your next attack,
G
I just can't win for losin in this game.

Verse:
G
Remember back in the day when we were friends,
G
If you follow where the money goes you can see where it ends,
C                                               Csus
And now you want to talk about respect and loyalty,
G                                                                              
I never thought that money'd get the best of you and me,
D                                                G          C
You're countin beans in the corner and you still don't make a sound,
D                                        G         C
While I'm givin mine away hopin they'll come back around,
G
I still can't win for losin' just the same

Chorus:
C                 G
No one can say,
           F                G
who is right who is wrong,
C               G                  F              G
It's just the way it's been done for so long,
C                       F
Rich man gets richer,
               F                       G
While the poor stays the same,
C                 G             F    G
Can't win for losin in this game