The Fighter Ringtones

The lover held her love She begged him not to go The fighter wrapped his gloves The fighter said I know I know I know Just this one last time I swear you'll still be mine But he can't promise much He goes for one last touch, one last touch Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely Maybe we were meant to be on our own Loneliness has always been with me, with me Maybe we don't have to be all alone The fighter goes inside The dawn is creepin' in He swings with all his might At all that mattered then And she's in love with him But lovers don't always win He never even saw the swing She calls out his name, calls his name Maybe we were meant to be lonely, lonely Maybe we were meant to be on our own Loneliness has always been with me, with me Maybe we don't have to be all alone What breaks your bones Is not the load you're carryin' What breaks you down Is all in how you carry... The lover held her love She begs him not to go She unwraps his gloves The lover said I know I know I know Kissed his trembling lips She touched his fingertips Somehow they both know He's not comin' home, comin' home Loneliness has always been with me, with me Maybe we were meant to be on our own But I gotta try or it will destroy me 'Cause baby we don't have to be all alone.

Well I drink Tennessee whiskey, I smoke Alaskan weed I'm The Last Knife Fighter, I'm a living dying breed I shot a man in Reno, 'cause Johnny said I could I hopped a train to LA, got in a fight in Hollywood I said "Hey, I'll knife you down someday." Well I ain't too high on feelings, I don't comfort no one Yeah, the bottle is my god now and the glass his only son Well I walk here in the morning, and I'm banned here late at night But I'm stuck here either way, son, until my Last Knife Fight I said ooh, I keep my land (unknown) And I say hey, I'll knife you down someday So, I keep my bowie on me and my boots by the door I keep looking over my shoulder, I don't sleep good anymore If you see mе coming, you best step aside Toughеr men didn't and tougher men just died I said ooh, I keep my (unknown) And I say hey, I'll knife you down someday

Oh my hero tried But I fell too many times Seeing blue and green when I was supposed to see white All your ships in magazines Seem like make believe to me You won't find me in the line Trying to get somewhere to be We were carrying on Oh, we used to be so strong Never knew we were living in the beautiful wild In the beautiful wild, La de da In the beautiful wild, La de da ... Oh my hero tried But I fought too many times Seeing you in the scenes Of an old time movie Hold me close into the night While we stay up one last time Never knew we were living in the beautiful wild In the beautiful wild, la de da... A home on the farm We haven't given up so far A home on the farm We haven't given up so far In the beautiful wild... In the beautiful, beautiful wild La de da... La de da...

I should write down these words 'fore I lose them Or write you a song just to use them Someday you may wanna know who I am, Beyond this facade no guitar in my hand No I am not a writer These eyes hold no secrets I hide no truths I am all I am, all I was to you The lie and the promise, the great escape artist, The weed in your garden in that place you're still guarding Where I am not a liar I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade I am the fighter, few will remember my name These are hands that can offer protection But hid me from my own reflection I'm that book that ain't finished, a sink full of dishes, The horse that ain't winning, the priest that's still sinning The spark that starts the fire I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade I am the fighter, few will remember my name With loneliness next to me, feels its misery, nursing another black eye On the New Jersey turnpike, counting the headlights Those cars just like days pass me by I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade I am the fighter, few will remember my name I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade I am the fighter, a fighter's born but not made I should write down these words 'fore I lose them Or write you a song just to use them.

I don't need you to save me I don't need you to cure me I don't need you And your antidote For I am my disease I don't need you to free me I don't need you to help me I don't need you To lead me through the light For I will always fall And rise again Your venomous howling 'Cause I'm a survivor Yeah I am a fighter I will fall and rise above And in your hate I find love 'Cause I'm a survivor Yeah I am a fighter I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace I walk into the fire, baby All my life I was afraid to die But now I come alive inside these flames You don't want me to love you You don't want me to need you You don't want to look at me For you will turn to stone You don't want me to hurt you You don't want me to bite you You don't want me Or my aching soul For I will only fall And rise again Your venomous howling I'm a survivor Yeah I am a fighter I will fall and rise above And in your hate I find love 'Cause I'm a survivor Yeah I am a fighter I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace I walk into the fire, baby All my life I was afraid to die But now I come alive inside these flames (...) I don't need you to save me 'Cause I'm a survivor Yeah I am a fighter I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace I walk into the fire, baby All my life I was afraid to die But now I come alive inside these Alive inside these Alive inside these flames

Testing 1, 2, 3 Can you hear me in the back? Is the bottom low enough and the treb is all we lack? Is your drink right stiff? Is your beer ice old? Is there a pull machine where cigarettes are sold? Cause you know, it's all part of the show Did you come alone, girl, or did you come by train? Did you bring your broken heart and pockets full of pain? Did he leave you high and dry? Did she start sleeping around? Are you the one who left for running around? But you know, it's all part of the show Testing 1, 2, 3, mic check, mic check Might check, might check my tip jar, cause I ain't seen nothing yet Do I look drunk up here, do I look high as hell? For what they's paying me, I thought I might as well But they know, it's all part of the show Did the cops bust in? Did they break up this knife fight? Did they put us in cuffs and take us in for the night? Did they see my priors? Am I headed for some time? Did the judge say "son, why can't you stay in line?" But he don't know, it's all part of the show Testing 1, 2, 3 can you hear me in the back?