Good Fight

Sometimes I’m the master
Sometimes I serve
Sometimes I’m the pastor
Sometimes I’m the perv
I’m not saying it’s perfect
Just speaking the truth
Cause under the surface
My soul is black and blue
Black and blue, blue, blue
We win some, we lose some
And some get away
We’re perfect, we’re broken
That’s just how we’re made
We hop in that ring with ourselves everyday
We fight, fight that good, good fight
We fight, fight that good, good, good, good, fight
This girl’s got a cigarette
She’s trying to keep in the box
This guy’s a player
But he knows he needs to stop
We get dealt these hands
Try not to fold
Got to stand
Keep your back up off the ropes
Off the rope, rope, ropes
We win some, we lose some
And some get away
We’re perfect, we’re broken
That’s just how we’re made
We hop in that ring with ourselves everyday
We fight, fight that good, good fight
We fight, fight that good, good, good, good, fight
Wrap your hands, your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans, they love
To see a good fight
Wrap your hands, your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans, they love
To see a good fight
Wrap your hands, your gloves
And set your mind right
Cause your fans, they love
To see a good fight
We win some, we lose some
And some get away
We’re perfect, we’re broken
That’s just how we’re made
We hop in that ring with ourselves everyday
We fight, fight that good, good fight
We fight, fight that good, good, good
We fight, fight that good, good fight
We fight, fight that good, good, good, good, fight