This I swear Waiting for the one The day that never comes When they stand up and feel the warmth Love is a four letter word Born to push you around Better just stay down You pull away He hits the flesh

You got to get back up And when they push you down, Push the dirt off your jersey than go for the cup Or the trophy or the ring, champion no matter what Cause when you got the belt and the ring People with ya poppin' bottles, taking pictures look around