The Fighter - Gym Class Heroes

Just waking up in the morning

And to be well

Quite honest with ya

I ain’t really sleep well

Ya ever feel like your train of thought’s been derailed?

That’s when you press on — Lee nails

Half the population’s just waitin to see me fail

Yeah right, you’re better off trying to freeze hell

Some of us do it for the females

And others do it for the retail

But I do it for the kids, life threw the towel in on

Everytime you fall it’s only making your chin strong

And I’ll be in your corner like mick, baby, til the end

Or when you hear a song from that big lady

Until the referee rings the bell

Until both your eyes start to swell

Until the crowd goes home

What we gonna do ya’ll?

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we’re dead

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

This one’s a fighter

And if I can last thirty rounds

There’s no reason you should ever have your head down

Six foot five, two hundred and twenty pounds

Hailing from rock bottom, loserville, nothing town

Text book version of a kid going nowhere fast

And now I’m yelling «kiss my ass»

It’s gonna take a couple right hooks, a few left jabs

For you to recognize you really ain’t got it bad

Until the referee rings the bell

Until both your eyes start to swell

Until the crowd goes home

What we gonna do ya’ll?

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we’re dead

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

This one’s a fighter

Everybody put yo hands up

What we gonna do?

ya’ll

If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up)

And when your bones can’t take no more (c'mon)

Just remember what you’re here for

Cuz I know Imma damn sure

Give em hell, turn their heads

Gonna live life til we’re dead

Give me scars, give me pain

Then they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

There goes the fighter, there goes the fighter

Here comes the fighter

That’s what they’ll say of me, say of me, say of me

This one’s a fighter

'Til the referee rings the bell

'Til both ya eyes start to swell

'Til the crowd goes home

What we gonna do kid?