I left the bar with bruised ribs
From a punch meant for my face
Now I know what you think about fighting
But I dont know how to walk away
Maybe I'm just a loser, losin'
Or maybe I dont know when to quit
Maybe I... I just dont give a s***
And I can't make real all your dreamin'
Or buy you shiny little things
And I don't have any religion
Or money in the bank
But I can promise you my secrets
And that I'd fight for you
And I drove on out to your house
Hoping the light was still on
Just wishing I was smart enough
To turn around and go home
And maybe I'm just the fool being foolish
Or maybe I've got bad luck
Or maybe I... I just dont give a f***
And I can't make real all your wishin'
Hell, I've got some of my own
But I can hold you with a love
You can feel down in the bone
I can promise you my secrets
And that I'd fight for you
From a punch meant for my face
Now I know what you think about fighting
But I dont know how to walk away
Maybe I'm just a loser, losin'
Or maybe I dont know when to quit
Maybe I... I just dont give a s***
And I can't make real all your dreamin'
Or buy you shiny little things
And I don't have any religion
Or money in the bank
But I can promise you my secrets
And that I'd fight for you
And I drove on out to your house
Hoping the light was still on
Just wishing I was smart enough
To turn around and go home
And maybe I'm just the fool being foolish
Or maybe I've got bad luck
Or maybe I... I just dont give a f***
And I can't make real all your wishin'
Hell, I've got some of my own
But I can hold you with a love
You can feel down in the bone
I can promise you my secrets
And that I'd fight for you