Good Fight

It should have been a good fight Two heavyweight boxers going blow for blow Something ain't right 'Cause with just one punch, that was all she wrote She's burning out like Like a firework show on the Fourth of July And I just might Give you a call if I get drunk enough Why would you ask for the truth? The truth is something you don't understand Well, I don't know why I ask you to stay You're so damn good at walking away You're so damn good at walking away Oh, you're just a runaway You think your problem's gonna fix itself Put your gun away 'Cause you ain't gonna hurt no one but yourself What I'm tryna say Is that I'm pretty good at fucking things up There's a right way Yeah, I think we've used all the wrong ones up Why would you ask for the truth? The truth is something you don't understand Hey, I don't know why I ask you to stay You're so damn good at walking away You're so damn good at walking away I don't know why I ask you to stay You're so damn good at walking away You're so damn good at walking Hell, you're walking away, walking away, walking away Oh, you're walking away I said you're walking away (so damn good at walking away) Oh, you're walking away (so damn good at walking away) Oh, you're walking away (so damn good at walking away)