Victor

You made a career of composure She needs you to steer; she's hungover He needs you to hear; listen closer It's time to come down And all of the things you've accomplished They cover the length of your office Where I am the wall -- worn out, worthless I lean on the ground Victor, you are not who you said you Who you said you were When we met Winner, you are losing your loved ones Oh, your loved ones Chip by chip, bet by bet With eyes on the road, she is flying Away from your touch, she is shying I miss you so much, I am dying I can't make a sound Oh Victor Oh Victor Victor, you are not who you said you Who you said you were When we met Winner, you are losing your loved ones Oh, your loved ones Chip by chip, bet by bet