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)