Verse: 
G 
All this talkin' round in circles hasn't got us anywhere, 
G 
We've been travellin down this road so long that we don't even care, 
C                                               Csus 
I cut the palm of my hand and the blood comes tricklin' down, 
G 
You stand there in disbelief and you don't make a sound, 
D                                     G        C 
I turn and try to reach and pull the knife out from my back, 
D                                    G          C 
While you take the opportunity to stage your next attack, 
G 
I just can't win for losin in this game. 
 
Verse: 
G 
Remember back in the day when we were friends, 
G 
If you follow where the money goes you can see where it ends, 
C                                               Csus 
And now you want to talk about respect and loyalty, 
G                                                                                
I never thought that money'd get the best of you and me, 
D                                                G          C 
You're countin beans in the corner and you still don't make a sound, 
D                                        G         C 
While I'm givin mine away hopin they'll come back around, 
G 
I still can't win for losin' just the same 


[Refrão]
C                 G 
No one can say, 
           F                G 
who is right who is wrong, 
C               G                  F              G 
It's just the way it's been done for so long, 
C                       F 
Rich man gets richer, 
               F                       G 
While the poor stays the same, 
C                 G             F    G 
Can't win for losin in this game