(Benny Andersson / Björn Ulvaeus)

I don't wanna talk
About things we've gone through
Though it's hurting me

Now it's history.

I've played all my cards
And that's what you've done too
Nothing more to say
No more ace to play.

The winner takes it all
The loser standing small
Beside the victory
That's our destiny.

I was in your arms
Thinking I belonged there
I figured it made sense
Building me a fence.

Building me a home
Thinking I'd be strong there
But I was a fool
Playing by the rules.

The gods may throw a dice
Their minds as cold as ice
And someone way down here
Loses someone dear.

The winner takes it all
The loser has to fall
It's simple and it's plain
Why should I complain?

But tell me does she kiss
Like I used to kiss you?
Does it feel the same
When she calls your name?

Somewhere deep inside
You must know I miss you
But what can I say
Rules must be obeyed.

The judges will decide
The likes of me abide
Spectators of the show
Always staying low.

The game is on again
A lover or a friend
A big thing or a small
The winner takes it all.

I don't wanna talk
If it makes you feel sad
And I understand
You've come to shake my hand.

I apologize
If it makes you feel bad
Seeing me so tense
No self-confidence.

But you see...
The winner takes it all
The winner takes it all.