Sometimes You Just Can't Win

I won't take your pity, and I won't be ignored
I don't want your money, but I wouldn't mind to be adored
I won't be forgotten, I won't be denied
I can't be held guilty for anything I might've tried
And there's no spooks around my door
Paying my rent or sweeping my floor
I never said things I never did mean
Once or twice I've lied
I've always been kind to women who have taken me in
Sometimes you're a sinner, sometimes you just can't win

I can't live forever, but I can't be blamed for trying
I won't beg forgiveness just because you won't find me crying
I don't want you thinking I'm a gutless man
Street fights they don't scare me, but I avoid them when I can
And there's no doubt about it, it's a pointless age built with minimum rage
It's hard to be the saint when you steal the best lines, someone else implied
I never been one to talk much, I've just lived in my skin
Sometimes you're a loser, sometimes you just can't win

I won't be a hound dog, I won't be a bust
I can't compensate you for anything you might've lost
I don't understand you, but what's to understand
You joined last night's choir, and me, I joined a band
And there's no reason, just cold-hard facts
Nothing's ever real and the truth just cracks
I don't want this because I've got mine
And jealousy's not my style
Someday I'll get bored and contemplate giving in
Sometimes you're a saint, sometimes you just can't win