Take It All
British Pop All-Stars Lyrics

I don't wanna talk about things we've gone through,
I don't want to discuss our past experiences

Though it's hurting me, now it's history.
Even though it's painful, it's now in the past.

I've played all my cards and that's what you've done too,
I have used all of my options, just like you have.

Nothing more to say, no more ace to play.
There is nothing left to discuss, no more solutions.

The winner takes it all,
The most successful person takes everything.

The loser standing small beside the victory, that's her destiny.
The person who didn't succeed is always overshadowed by the winner.

I was in your arms thinking I belonged there,
I believed I was meant to be with you.

I figured it made sense, building me a fence,
I thought it was logical to protect myself.

Building me a home, thinking I'd be strong there,
Creating a safe haven where I would feel confident.

But I was a fool, playing by the rules.
I was naive and followed guidelines that harmed me.

The gods may throw a dice, their minds as cold as ice,
Luck can be unpredictable, and some people are uncaring.

And someone way down here loses someone dear.
Someone can suffer a great loss, even though they are not important.

The winner takes it all, the loser has to fall,
The person who achieves the most wins everything, and the loser loses everything.

It's simple and it's plain, why should I complain.
It's straightforward, and there is no need for me to be unhappy about it.

But tell me, does she kiss like I used to kiss you,
Can she provide the same type of intimacy I gave you?

Does it feel the same when she calls your name.
Does she elicit the same emotions invoking your name that I did?

Somewhere deep inside you must know I miss you,
You are aware that I still have feelings for you.

But what can I say, rules must be obeyed.
I have to accept the way things are, and follow the established guidelines.

The judges will decide the likes of me abide,
Others will judge whether or not I followed the standards.

Spectators of the show always staying low.
People observing the events are remaining in the background.

The game is on again, a lover or a friend,
The competition is back on, whether it's for someone you love or a companion.

A big thing or a small, the winner takes it all.
No matter the stakes, the most successful person wins everything.

I don't want to talk if it makes you feel sad,
I am not interested in conversation if it upsets you.

And I understand you've come to shake my hand.
I comprehend that you have come to be amicable with me.

I apologize if it makes you feel bad,
I am sorry if my behavior has caused you discomfort.

Seeing me so tense, no self-confidence.
My anxiety and lack of self-assurance are visible.