Why Being The Best?...

Always up to date and permanently sharp in style,
Conquering any heart, any kingdom with just one smile.
It used to take me no more than a pleasing look,
Or a snap of my fingers, that's all it ever took.
And everything I could possibly want was done,
But the show is over 'cause there is no more fun.
And if the dream would live, I would still believe it,
But I'm worn out now and too weak to even try to live it.

Refrain:
I don't have the power, the will I had in the past,
If I tried one more time, that try might be the last.
Why fighting so much if they pretend not to see?
Why being the best if it brings out the worst in me?

They all pretended to know me, called me by my name,
The rules were too tough, I got tired of their stupid game,
'Cause with time, competition has grown into loneliness,
There were only strangers who pretended to be my friends.
It just doesn't feel like it used to, I must be growing old,
I lost the need for speed from those happy years of gold.
I can take it no more, I have come to the end of the line,
I had my time of glory, now it's the perfect moment for goodbye.

Refrain:
I don't have the power, the will I had in the past,
If I tried one more time, that try might be the last.
Why fighting so much if they pretend not to see?
Why being the best if it brings out the worst in me?