are you in it to win?

oblivious and unaware
it leaves me cold and feeling bare
and though i know it isn't fair
i'd never change, i wouldn't dare

so call me the loser and call me naive
but it's still so much better than being the thief
though all things are not always the way that they seem
i'm sure that some of this good grants me some small reprieve

when honesty has almost vanished
when all true hearts have dimmed and tarnished
when you think you've endured all you could've managed
and you're left all broken, bent and damaged

there is no cure and compromise
for someone else's dirty demise
and they'll all retreat behind their disguise
smiling blankly at you while they lie with their eyes

is it wrong just to hope and to contemplate
that they'll all maybe one day somehow just relate
but it's hard to be humble and sit here and wait
cuz i think for the most part, it's already too late

i just want what's due, to me and to you
to them and to all who have been right here too
i just wish that someday the good things will do
but who am i to speak, when i'm in it to lose.