Prizefighter - Mutts

My God it’s late, honey where you been?

Before she could lie, it’s already forgiven

It’s written so plainly in her eyes

I’ve read this before — it always ends in her smile

She never loved me

but she never tried

And he never lover her

until she was mine

It ain’t my fault

my heart is so hard

it’s covered in bruises and battle scars;

these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.

Yeah, well it ain’t my fault

is such a stupid phrase

usually said by the one who’s to blame

I step in the ring

and I let down my gloves

I’m throwing the fight

'cause I think I’m in love.

Her pillow’s cold, even colder than before

she called out a name I couldn’t ignore.

Maybe with time, growing up will prove

to be the difference between experienced and used.

She doesn’t love me

but i wish she would try

just thinking 'bout leaving

is making me tired.

It ain’t my fault

my heart is so hard

it’s covered in bruises and battlescars;

these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.

Yeah, well it ain’t my fault

is such a stupid phrase

usually said by the one who’s to blame

I step in the ring

and I let down my gloves

I’m throwing the fight

now isn’t that love?

It ain’t my fault

my heart is so hard

it’s covered in bruises and battle scars;

these are hardly the marks of a prizefighter.

Yeah, well it ain’t my fault

is such a stupid phrase

soon as it’s said, well I know i’m to blame

I step in the ring

and I let down my gloves

I’m throwing the fight

Now isn’t that love?