Cracked knuckles in my fist
Are bandaged up for the fight
Am I ready?
There's the bell
How many rounds can I go?
And how can I soften the blows?
Can I avoid them altogether?
And my heart isn't in this
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter
It feels like my first time
And it hurts like
I didn't see this coming
Anyway yeah, it hurts like hell
So I taunt the crowd
Black eyes, black throats and bandages
For the fight
Who are the odds on, me or him?
How many tricks do I know?
And how can I soften the blows?
Can I avoid them altogether?
And my heart isn't in this
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter
It feels like my first time
and it hurts like
I didn't see this coming
Anyway yeah, it hurts like hell
Someone tell the crowd
That I'm gonna let my guard down
You're the only one now
My heart isn't in this
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter
It feels like my first time
And it hurts like hell
Black eyes, black throats and bandages
It feels like my first time
And it hurts like hell
My heart isn't in this
I'm supposed to be a seasoned fighter
