Alone in the armchair Another sip of wine Face in the mirror Looks so sad But yesterday Everything was diffrent Lights, teens, autographs Shaking hands, flashes, smiles You're the winner someone said Alone in the archmair Dirty bulb the only spotlight Well, the record wasn't bad But not sold as they expect Indifference, obscurity No one send the SMS You're the loser someone said And this judge is slowly killing me One minute queen