Punching Bag 歌词

She was always the first one to lend a helping hand Torn by conviction, bound by circumstance And he was angry, mad at the world So he took it out on the girl He had to raise his hands Use her like a punching bag To prove he was a man Chorus: One girl, slightly used Broken, damaged goods She sits alone in a third floor walk-up Across from the liquor store Huggin' a bottle, til a man can keep her warm She checks the mail, not once but twice a day For an answer to the ad she placed Bold type, printed in red Seven words i can't forget Simply it read Chorus: One girl, slightly used Broken, damaged goods Someday this will end She will live again She was always the first one to lend a helping hand Torn by conviction Chorus: One girl, slightly used Broken, damaged goods Someday this will end She will live again Live again Someday, someday...