gently used.

I had a crack at today I swung hard and I missed anyway Fell flat on my face Did a little push-up to save my grace I guess tomorrow I'll win And if not, then maybe the following When the good times begin Once I am finished falling in Well I've been gently used I've been rejected and refused But what I've seen has accrued I know what it's like to play and lose I've got a couple of scars They help to remind me I've travelled far Seen some things so bizarre Both the good and the bad have left their mark