I'm a loser, and I lost someone who's near to me,
I'm a loser, and I'm not what I appear to be.

Although I laugh and I act like a clown,
Beneath this mask I am wearing a frown.
My tears are falling like rain from the sky,
Is it for her or myself that I cry?

What have I done to deserve such a fate?
I realize I have left it too late.
And so it's true, pride comes before a fall,
I'm telling you so that you won't lose all.