This is a song about gloating.

Gloating is unpleasant, unnecessary, petty and childish.
It's also great fun and deeply satisfying.
Everyone loves being horrible.
And it's such a great word too - gloat gloat gloat
Ahem, sorry got carried away there.

Lyrics

Take your time
If you must play out this sad pantomime
Make up your mind
You're still smiling
But the pleasure's all mine

So you're coming to your senses
Which I thought was no bad thing
But you cling to your pretences
Seems this tale's got a sharper sting

I've never been right
You've never been wrong
I've never been counted all along
You've never been lost
I've never been won
So tell me, now your world fell down,
Did I miss something?

Let's talk sense
I know attack is your best form of defence
Cut the suspense
Quit fooling round
Cos I know how this ends

Is it my imagination
Or can you still not accept you've lost?
This is hopeless desperation
To carry on despite the cost

I've never been right
You've never been wrong
I've never been counted all along
You've never been lost
I've never been won
So tell me, now your world fell down,
Did I miss something?

Is it me?