Lyrics
Sometimes I'm the master
Sometimes I serve
Sometimes I'm the pastor
Sometimes I'm the perv
I'm not saying
It's perfect just speaking the truth
Cause under the surface
My soul is black and blue
Black and blue
Blue, blue
We win some
We lose some
And some get away
We're perfect
We're broken
That's just how we're made
We hop in that ring with
Ourselves everyday
We fight
Fight that good, good fight
We fight
Fight that good, good, good, good fight
This girl's got a cigarette
She's trying to keep in the box
This guy's a player
But he knows he needs to stop
We get dealt these hands
Try not to fold
Got to stand
Keep your back up off the ropes
Up off the rope
Rope, ropes
We win some
We lose some
And some get away
We're perfect
We're broken
That's just how we're made
We hop in that ring with
Ourselves everyday
We fight
Fight that good, good fight
We fight
Fight that good, good, good, good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans
They love to see a good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans
They love to see a good fight
Wrap your hands your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans
They love to see a good, good, good fight
We win some
We lose some
And some get away
We're perfect
We're broken
That's just how we're made
We hop in that ring with
Ourselves everyday
We fight
Fight that good, good fight
We fight
Fight that good, good, good
We fight
Fight that good, good fight
We fight
Fight that good, good, good, good fight