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That One
To the one who now shows it off
He says he has her in love with him
He doesn't know that in the early morning
She cries because she misses my pillow
To that guy who thinks he's a champion
With the medal I left hanging
I'm letting you know that it's already going downhill
The trophy already comes scratched
That one (that one) who thinks he owns the place
The one who doesn't even know how to wash her own effort
That one (that one) who says he's faithful
I bet you a beer that it'll fall too
To the one who writes poems
And she replies with seen
Brother, you got my karma
And I'm already laughing
With pleasure
To that one (to that one) I wish him luck
With a woman so skilled at losing you
That one (that one) who thinks he won
When the prize was a mess
And he inherited it
