(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.