Just like a stepping stone
i'm just another old dirt road
i'm an old dirt road
you walk on
it happens every time
i must be the losing kind
just like a dirty game of eight ball
set up and framed taking the fall
i've been taking the fall
so long
it happens every time
i must be the losing kind
bridge
so close, almost
ain't it my turn to win
i'd take one break
would that be such a sin
(instrumental)
repeat bridge
if i could make the bitter end
just like a king snake shedding his skin
i would shed my skin
and move on
but it happens every time
must be the losing kind
but it happens every time
must be the losing kind