Are you winning, son?
Yes, thanks Dad
And I thank you for coming and asking that
I appreciate you trying to
Ask me though you may not understand
Are you winning, son?
No Dad, the shame...
I just donated $3000 so this girl would say my name
Forgive me for what I've done
I cannot believe that you've become a Simp son
Are you winning, son?
Dad no, I'm not
And Dad it's taking its toll, a lot
3000 hours, I've played this game
Joined a tournament today
And guess what Dad, I didn't win Dad
So all I've done Dad, has for nothing Dad
I'm feeling real bad, it isn't even Dad
That I not won, you see the thing is Dad
It's stopped being that fun, being that fun
I'm so sorry, you've seen me like this
I'm a failure
Maybe it's time to quit
But thanks for asking
At least i tried
Now leave me alone to sit and cry
Are you winning, son?
I've transcended
Beyond the need for dualistic notions of competitive
But I'm humbled Dad, you came to me
So please come sit beside your son for a cup of tea
Are you winning, son?
Not exactly
The only things I'm winning here is good old memories
Like all the good times
You knocked my door
Asking once again if I was winning like before
Though things have changed now
And though it's sad
It's time for me to ask
Are you winning, Dad?
Even though I know that
You are winning Dad
When you asked me
It meant I was winning Dad