Punch (Thrown)

Someday when you least expect it
In a restaurant park church car
You might feel the air move 'round you
You might grab the oh-shit bar

I'm way too into this
I'm way too into this

It's coming on like a weird caress
A rough kiss across your skin
Comes a joke in slow motion
Ha ha comedian

I'm way too into this
I'm way too into this

There's no sense in pulling back
No sense to let the icepack thaw
There's a splintered cold and freezing fingers
A tiny jack up in the jaw
There's a buckled bone, a glum trombone
There's a knuckle-colored bruise
You didn't duck sucker duck you sucker
You didn't give the bad news

It's just a punch thrown
It's just a punch thrown

And I'm way too into this
And I'm way too into this
And I'm way too into this
And I'm way too into this



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Writer(s): Christopher Simony
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