[Verse 1]
Friday night is fight night in the city
[Seven?] mothers grab your shining boxing gloves
You will need 'em to defeat 'em
Who will take the gold pick in the betting
Bright lights and a fist fight bring attendance up
It's so trendy on the marquee
[Hook]
And I will wait, if there's anything left to tell me (don't tell me)
Well I'm sorry, darling, you have crossed the line
And I will wait, if there's anything left of me
I'll show you all the doctors my eyes can't deny
[Verse 2]
I will throw the fight, I swear to Jesus
Clearly head inside the main event tonight
She believed him, 'cause he's bleeding
Tongue-tied in the ninth round of contention
Our fair lady wins a no-contesting bout
With a hand gun to a loved one
[Hook]
And I will wait, if there's anything left, just tell me (don't tell me)
That everything is gonna be just fine
And I will wait, if there's anything left of me
I'll give you anything you need to make this right
And I will wait, if there's anything left, don't tell me
That everything is gonna be alright, no
And I will wait, if there's anything left behind, don't tell me
'Cause this time everything will not be fine
[Outro]
Whoa, whoa, whoa