You always tried to tell me, that you could take a hit
You’d always come up swinging, full of vinegar and spit
I’ve learned to have my doubts, but sometimes I’m still surprised
You went down so easily, and you never tried to rise

I’ll admit I’ve had a fight or two, probably lost more than I’ve won
Tasted blood in my mouth, and thought that I was done
I’ve tried to see through blood and tears, the world as it starts to spin
As I’ve dragged myself home to heal, to get up and fight again

I really hate to kick you, when you’re lying on the ground
But the only thing you’ve hurt is pride, now you’re out without a sound
It’s time to take a look around and quit acting like a kid
Life is leaving you behind, as you throw your little fit

I’m sure somehow you think your right
Somewhere within your head
But you are you’re only enemy
As you draw closer to the edge