Chances are draining and I am waiting
The line is stretching and I might give in
feed me or I might be fed by another
it is a gift you're tossing
a diamond you're losing
the best thing that is slipping

Slipping into the hands of another
Words you didn't say were said by another
Actions you didn't perform were done by another
Things you didn't notice were admired by another
It is slipping and the best thing might be leaving

The clock is ticking and you are losing
The other is waiting for the trophy
Its time for checking and you got nothing
You never remembered when you gave up the best thing

That best thing that ever happened to you is lost to the other.