Suckerpunch

can't believe that

I got so down

I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me!palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sicklyshe pulled out a "

Tyson" from out of the blue, and met with a sickening crunch

CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a suckerpunchsenses reeling from too much ****,

I hit the floor again, panic, panic!calm and cold as a witches tit, sometimes

I think I act cosmicallywith all of the **** that flew out of my lips, there's no use in asking much

CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a sucker... sucker... sucker... waah, you ******!(one... two... three... four...){mosh!}why

I see her face in a million stars,

I'm wonderingthought

I had good taste 'til

I found I'd none at allnearly did appear as the asshole of the yearand then she strikes...and now

I'm back, the guy

I've been, before the idiot sat incan't believe that

I got so down, it probably happens on a daily basismany millions of messed up minds compete to win in the loser racespeeling my mind like she's one of a kind, or maybe just out to lunch

CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a suckerpunch