Oh, What A Thing To Do

"D'you know, for you I bleed myself dry. For you, I bleed myself dry"

I managed to kid myself into thinking that maybe I had a shot in hell. But then reality hit, and everything reverted to the way it should be. And although I'm glad to be looking at things somewhat realistically again, I'm just wondering... are some people just not cut out for perfect endings? Is it merely a matter of being fortunate? And if you happen to be unfortunate, then that's it, game over?

For once, just once, it would be nice to be on the inside looking out, not on the outside looking in.