I dont want to talk
about things we've gone through
though its hurting me
now its history
i played all my cards
and that's what you've done too
nothing more to say
no more ace to play
the winner takes it all
the loser's standing small
besides the victory
that's my destiny

i was in your arms
thinking i belong there
figured it made sense
building me a fence
building me a home
thinking i'd be strong there
but i was a fool
playing by the rules

the Gods may throw a dice
their minds as cold as ice
and someone way down here
loses someone dear
the winner takes it all
the loser has to fall
its all simple display
why should i complain

but tell me does she kiss
like i used to kiss you
does it feel the same
when she calls your name
somewhere deep inside
you must know i missed you
what what can i say
rules must be obeyed

i dont want to talk
if it makes you feel sad
and i understand
you've come to shake my hand
i apologize
if it makes you feel bad
seeing me so tense
no self-confidence
but you see!
the winner takes it all

someone way down here
loses someone dear
------------------ ABBA