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