Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong & Mat Bruso
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
Four Year Strong
She's one in a million
Which makes my chances about a million to one
Like finding all the answers to every single question you've ever asked yourself
While you're starring down the barrel of a loaded gun
Life throws a punch and I hit the floor
Bruised and broken still I'm begging for just one more
Call it compassion or satisfaction
But she keeps my heart beat beat beating for one beat more
She don't give me anything to breathe about
Safe to say, in contrast to point
She's not someone I want to breathe without
And don't go running away from
All the things you're feeling inside
That's right, I don't care if she leaves me gasping for air
But she keeps me coming back for more
She's harsh in manifold perfectly promising
And that's all that counts
Head over heels, heart over odds
Do you want to know a secret about her?
Yeah, but can you speak up just a little louder?
So come on- Check! Check! Can you hear me now?
So come on- Check! Check! Can you hear me now?
And I'll start fighting my way to the top
I've got a long way to go and I know
That I just won't stop till it's over and done with
Cold, rotten and gone stiff
Six feet under those six inch heels
She don't give me anything to breathe about
Safe to say, in contrast to point
She's not someone I want to breathe without
And don't go running away from
All the things you're feeling inside
That's right, I don't care if she leaves me gasping for air
But she keeps me coming back for more
So come on- Check! Check! Can you hear me now?
So come on- Check! Check! Can you hear me now?
Life throws a punch and I hit the floor
Bruised and broken still I'm begging for just one more
Call it compassion or satisfaction
But she keeps my heart beat beat beating for one beat more
She don't give me anything to breathe about
Safe to say, in contrast to point
She's not someone I want to breathe without
And don't go running away from
All the things you're feeling inside
That's right, I don't care if she leaves me gasping for air
But she keeps me coming back for more
She don't give me anything to breathe about
Wrecked ’Em, Damn Near Killed ’Em was written by Dan O’Connor & Alan Day.
Wrecked ’Em, Damn Near Killed ’Em was produced by Nik Tyler & Matt Robnett.