Just wakin’ up in the morning And the beat well Quite honest with ya, I ain’t really sleep well Ya ever feel like your train a thoughts been derailed? That’s when you press on(?)
Half the population’s just waitin’ to see me fail Yeah right, you’re better off tryina freeze hell Some of us do it for the females And others do it for the retails
But I do it for the kids, life through the tower head on Everytime you fall its only making your chin strong And I be in your quarter like mid(?), baby, til the end Or when you hear this song from that big lady
Bridge: Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do ya’ll?
Chorus (Ryan Tedder): Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we’re dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they’ll say to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That’s what they’ll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one’s a fighter
Verse 2: You need to block(?) the 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 the kid going nowhere fast And now im yelling kiss my ass, it’s gonna take a couple right hooks a few left jabs for you to recognize that you really ain’t got it bad
Bridge: Until the referee rings the bell Until both your eyes start to swell Until the crowd goes home What we gonna do ya’ll?
Chorus (Ryan Tedder): Give em hell, turn their heads Gonna live life til we’re dead. Give me scars, give me pain Then they’ll say to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That’s what they’ll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one’s a fighter
Everybody put yo hands up What we gonna do? (x7) ya’ll
If you fall pick yourself up off the floor (get up) And when your bones can’t take no more 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 to me, say to me, say to me There goes a fighter, there goes a fighter Here comes a fighter That’s what they’ll say to me, say to me Say to me, this one’s a fighter
Till the referee rings the bell Till both ya eyes start to swell Till the crowd goes home, What we gonna do kid?