Second Best

Never one to let it show
How fast I'm becoming slow
At this race
Even thoug I'm almost there
I guess I just didn't care
To give chase

Tattooed on my chest
Always second best
Everyone goes for the gold
I'll settle for silver
Because I'm not fit for first
Tie my hands behind my back

Sick of all the self-abuse
Looking for a good excuse
To give in
You know if you run away
Live to run another day
Wearing thin

Tattooed on my chest
Always second best
Everyone goes for the gold
I'll settle for silver
Because I'm not fit for first
Tie my hands behind my back

All the colors turn bright black
It's all slipping through the cracks