:Women_Wrestling:
My love delivered by a fistfight
'Cause nothing else has ever felt right
A blow connecting and it knocks me out
A hand extended so I don't stay down
You love me like you've never met me
And babe I'm sorry but it's boring
'Cause every lover that I've had fell through
But none of them could mop the floor like you do
I don't want a love that rhymes
My heart's been broken for the last damn time
So maybe we can be opponents
(And get excited for a moment)
I keep a bullet with your name inside my zone
So baby I don't wanna hear it 'til your hands get thrown
You always say that you don't wanna let it go
But baby I don't wanna hear it 'til some hands get thrown
Or you head back home, so
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, so
Let's see who makes it to the end
My love delivered by a beatdown
It's kinda lonely 'till you come 'round
But in the moment that I see your face
That fuzzy sentiment is all replaced
You better hit me where it matters
'Cause I'm not one for being flattered
A simple silhouette of breakbeats bent
Our people posturing and playing pretend
I don't need a love that lasts
And even if our fire burns too fast
I'll keep your tooth as a memento
(I'll paint a pattern on the window)
I keep a bullet with your name inside my zone
So baby, I don't wanna hear it 'til your hands get thrown
I'll hold the needle if there's stitches you need sewn
So baby, I don't wanna hear it 'til some hands get thrown
Or you head back home, so
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, so
Let's see who makes it to the end
But can you make it on your own
Making foes out of your friends
Well, you're a fighter set in stone
And she's a lovely target to contend
So we can make it pretty far
All bruised and bloodied broken bones
I've got an endless repertoire
For someone that I hold so close, let your hands get thrown and
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, it's
(Back to back)
I don't cut no slack, so
(Full attack)
'Til my stance gets cracked, and
I'll keep it coming to the end!
'Cause nothing else has ever felt right
A blow connecting and it knocks me out
A hand extended so I don't stay down
You love me like you've never met me
And babe I'm sorry but it's boring
'Cause every lover that I've had fell through
But none of them could mop the floor like you do
I don't want a love that rhymes
My heart's been broken for the last damn time
So maybe we can be opponents
(And get excited for a moment)
I keep a bullet with your name inside my zone
So baby I don't wanna hear it 'til your hands get thrown
You always say that you don't wanna let it go
But baby I don't wanna hear it 'til some hands get thrown
Or you head back home, so
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, so
Let's see who makes it to the end
My love delivered by a beatdown
It's kinda lonely 'till you come 'round
But in the moment that I see your face
That fuzzy sentiment is all replaced
You better hit me where it matters
'Cause I'm not one for being flattered
A simple silhouette of breakbeats bent
Our people posturing and playing pretend
I don't need a love that lasts
And even if our fire burns too fast
I'll keep your tooth as a memento
(I'll paint a pattern on the window)
I keep a bullet with your name inside my zone
So baby, I don't wanna hear it 'til your hands get thrown
I'll hold the needle if there's stitches you need sewn
So baby, I don't wanna hear it 'til some hands get thrown
Or you head back home, so
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, so
Let's see who makes it to the end
But can you make it on your own
Making foes out of your friends
Well, you're a fighter set in stone
And she's a lovely target to contend
So we can make it pretty far
All bruised and bloodied broken bones
I've got an endless repertoire
For someone that I hold so close, let your hands get thrown and
(Beat some ass)
And don't take it back, I'm
(Built to last)
And my fist flies fast, it's
(Back to back)
I don't cut no slack, so
(Full attack)
'Til my stance gets cracked, and
I'll keep it coming to the end!
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Writer(s): Jamie Stanley
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