The Boxer

I know you're hurt all the time Stuck in a rut Would you like a Band-Aid To help cover the cuts And honestly I can't help myself I've got to win this belt I want to scream and shout 'Cause I can't escape I'm his personal punching bag and he Keeps asking to show my face Yes I want to take a jab At his crooked teeth That will make me feel kind of glad When he forces a smile at me It's all I want, to knock you down I'll spit on you and then mock your frown I want to scream and shout 'Cause I can't escape I'm his personal punching bag and he Keeps asking to show my face And I'll leave with some broken teeth And my limbs will be tied like a bow on a wreath And I'll cry out to make things right But just know, I won't go down without a fight And just know, I won't go down without a fight