Fighter

Don't think that I don't see the way you struggle
Watchin' me struggle
Don't think that I don't feel you turn away
Every time I turn away

And please believe that I believe
When I'm prayin'
That you're right beside me prayin'
For the same thing
You're 5' 3" born in Carolina

Front pew pretty
And Friday night free
You're dashboard singin'
Little red Corvette
Sweet as forgiveness
From the moment that we met
I never knew I had a fighter

I know when you're silent
The silence says more than a scream
And I know when you say that you hate me
It ain't what you mean
When you say that you'll leave and you'll leave
But only for a while
For just a while

You're stubborn and strong
Crazy as New Orleans
Your faded blue denim
A diamond on the town
My t-shirt in the mornin'
Midnight in my hands
And there you're still here, I just don't understand
Never knew I had a fighter

Just when I thought I knew everythin' about you
You're 5' 3" born in Carolina
Still front pew pretty
And Friday night free
You're dashboard singin'
Little red Corvette
Sweet as forgiveness
From the moment that we met
I never knew I had a fighter
I never knew I had a fighter

Please believe that I believe when I'm prayin' that you're right beside me prayin'
Never knew I had a fighter



Credits
Writer(s): Troy Verges, Scooter Carusoe, David Nail
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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