in the winner's circle

it's not as bad as it's been, still it's not as good as it used to be, i don't remember, exactly when, shifting sands drift like memories, been wrung through the wringer, and spit out a winner, yeah, i'm a winner 'cause i've got nothing left to lose, i can still see you standing in the doorway, the sky behind you was clear and the sun was high, everything went white when you walked away, my eyes were blinded, my mind went clear and i felt, and i felt, yeah, i felt all right, been wrung through the wringer, and spit out a winner, yeah, i'm a winner 'cause i've got nothing left to lose, i got nothing and i feel all right, i got nothing and that's fine with me, i got nothing. i got nothing and i feel free, been wrung through the wringer, and spit out a winner, yeah i'm a winner 'cause i've got nothing, nothing, i've got nothing left to lose, i got nothing and i feel all right.