You Should've Seen The Other Guy Songtext

When we get out of this fight,
You're gonna help me wrap my hands
A-stichin' up my eyes, you know that blood can blind
And them was big ol' boys, had fists like cinder and stone
I dodge a blade on the dime, and they was out to cut my throat
It's a lot, it's a mark they're gonna press down on you
It's a haze on my head, must've been hit too hard off guard

I think I'm gonna be hit tonight, If there's one way out, it's to swing my way through the crowd.


Is there a blanket of pain that I can wrap up in?
You got a hold of me now, hey that's a hell of a grin
And I admit I was tanked, and you could say I was piss and gin
It's hard to see even if I close my eyes
It's fifteen degrees, I'm gonna sleep outside

Cuz' I got no way to feel, and no way to write
I'm busted, laid up, and dry.

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