Intro D F#m E A (2x)
verse 1
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He wants to lift weights like a fighter
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We put the medals on the wall
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In the room of starving vultures
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Gold trophies, he got ‘em all
verse 2
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He wants to be just like his father
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We play the knife game on the table
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I bleed to death, it doesn't matter
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Cuz my baby, he's still the winner
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He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
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Things don’t go like they should
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He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
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Things don’t go like they should
verse 3
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Sleep on the carpet through the night
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We're living off a TV dinner
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Hanging me up by his gold chain
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He used to be a hockey player
verse 4
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I used to be a figure skater
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Cutting my leg with the blade
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In the blue and red arena
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Trying to pretend we're the same
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He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
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Things don’t go like they should
D F#m E
He holds me in his arms but it’s no good
D F#m E
Things don’t go like they should