Showed up in a sleeve of tattoos

High definition broadcast of attitude

It's like she wants me to know she's got nothing left to lose

Me too

Little bag of junk gets her high

Keeps her from thinking bout the shadows in her mind

She likes me

She knows i won't ask her why she cries

Let me fall down

You can fall too

We'll call us banged up black and blue

Let me find out what happened to you

Wakin' up banged up black and blue

Sometimes it's the struggle that makes it good

I woudlnt' judge ya even if i could

There's no magic in the line

It's misunderstood

You could

You would

Let me fall down

You can fall too

We'll call us banged up black and blue

Let me find out what happened to you

Wakin' up banged up black and blue

[sax solo]

Let me fall down

You can fall too

We'll call us banged up black and blue

Let me find out what happened to you

Wakin' up banged up black and blue

Banged up black and blue

Banged up black and blue