40 Days, 40 Fights

You look a lot, lot better tonight You and I should go out for a fight We need a holiday But not today, another day You need eyes in the front of your head And a spine with a built in bed I don't want anybody else to know So I won't be telling them I love you, for all the things you do But I can't even recall your name Something beautiful about it though Well good luck to your lady tonight I took a piece of her heart, well not quite She stole a piece of mine Chewed it up and threw it back I need help to get over pain But the memories still remain I loved her friendly eyes The way they looked at each other It moves me to tears, like a horror film And I don't even recall her name There's something beautiful about it though Now there's a good, good feeling tonight Just a feeling that something is right We can minimalize the pain Forget that is was ever there Look at all the possibles Throw answers out to the world Its hard, its hard, its hard Its hard, its hard, its hard Its hard when you don't know how But I'll be here to throw you some clues Don't even have to know your name Something beautiful about it though Forty days and forty fights Forty days and forty fights