Punch Bag

This ain't no fairy-tale Nothing like the books in school You cut your teeth on the weak Made my life a living hell Don't underestimate me, it will be bad I'll be the heartache that you're going to have And you'll regret ever making me sad 'Cause I'm not your Punch bag, what kinda loves that? Thought your heart was bulletproof? Danger, ain't a stranger And I come running back to you I know we were born to lose Punch bag, gotta hit back Now all you're left with is a bruise Addicted like a drug In time, the high wore off I saw you in the light Got up and I said goodbye Don't underestimate me, it will be bad I'll be the heartache that you're going to have And you'll regret ever making me sad 'Cause I'm not your Punch bag, what kinda loves that? Thought your heart was bulletproof? Danger, ain't a stranger And I come running back to you I know we were born to lose Punch bag, gotta hit back Now all you're left with is a bruise Oh-whoah, oh-whoah-whoah-ohh Oh-whoah, oh-whoah-whoah-ohh Let's have a moment of silence To remember the violent All the seekers and the hiders And the ones that could never find us Let's have a moment of silence To remember the violent All the seekers and the hiders And the ones that could never find us Punch bag, what kinda love's that? Thought your heart was bulletproof? Danger, ain't a stranger And I come running back to you I know we were born to lose Punch bag, gotta hit back All you're left with is a bruise

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