I'm not one for second place
In life or love or existence as a whole.
If I'm not going to win
The game seems impossibly dull.

I don't care.

In second place, silver trophy in hand
I don't care to speak to you.
I don't care about your issues; I have my own.
And every word you speak is still cruel.

But I can't be hurt when I don't care
And pretending's never been a hardship.
But come the end of this year
I'll rescind back into the behavior of a hermit.

I'm not one to be thought of as a runner up.
I've loved and lost my motivation to speak.
I'm not looking for a new reason.
It's first place or no place for me.