You were so good at the bad and the ugly
You were the best at pretending you loved me
You paid the bill, I paid the price
You told the waitress, she's got pretty eyes
And you had the nerve to ask why
I'm not hungry
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
I was in bed, waiting for you to drive home
She was a blonde, or was it brunette, from Ohio (or Nashville, or Vegas, or LA)
I'm almost impressed, you should go pro
At turning a young girl's naive heart stone cold
You're the man, you're the champ
At being an asshole
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
Funny how to you it's only ever about winning
When all I ever wanted was you close
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
congratulations Video (MV)
Performed By: Kenzie Cait
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: ANDREW TUFANO, CAMERON ANTHONY BECKER, KENZIE CAIT, SPENCER JORDAN
Kenzie Cait - congratulations Lyrics
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You were so good at the bad and the ugly
You were the best at pretending you loved me
You paid the bill, I paid the price
You told the waitress, she's got pretty eyes
And you had the nerve to ask why
I'm not hungry
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
I was in bed, waiting for you to drive home
She was a blonde, or was it brunette, from Ohio (or Nashville, or Vegas, or LA)
I'm almost impressed, you should go pro
At turning a young girl's naive heart stone cold
You're the man, you're the champ
At being an asshole
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
Funny how to you it's only ever about winning
When all I ever wanted was you close
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
You were the best at pretending you loved me
You paid the bill, I paid the price
You told the waitress, she's got pretty eyes
And you had the nerve to ask why
I'm not hungry
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
I was in bed, waiting for you to drive home
She was a blonde, or was it brunette, from Ohio (or Nashville, or Vegas, or LA)
I'm almost impressed, you should go pro
At turning a young girl's naive heart stone cold
You're the man, you're the champ
At being an asshole
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Maybe I'm just not cut out for competition
With you and every girl that has a pulse
Funny how to you it's only ever about winning
When all I ever wanted was you close
So baby congratulations
I hope you like your prize
Standing up on that podium, alone for the rest of your life
I'll be sitting for your ovation
Cause boy you're not worth the fight
And I would rather run right now than in circles til the day that I die
I lose, you win, good luck, goodbye
Writer: ANDREW TUFANO, CAMERON ANTHONY BECKER, KENZIE CAIT, SPENCER JORDAN
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Reservoir Media Management, Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.