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Texty: Burt Bacharach. The Sweetest Punch.

You only saw red
After I said, "How can we continue?"
Hidden from your view
In the blue corner that I painted myself into

Then we started to fight
And it changed everything
Here's the ring

You dropped the band, I can't understand it
Not after all we've been through
Words start to fly, my glass jaw and I
Will find one to walk right into

You knocked me out
It was the sweetest punch
The bell goes

I can hear it ringing
But I didn't see it coming
We all say things we don't mean
You can't take it back

Now the room is spinning
But was I the last to notice?
I can see I'll never win

So if you're going
Then you better go to him
Then you better go to him

I only saw stars
I dropped my guard and that's how it ended
What was I to do
In the blue corner where I seemed to hang suspended?

Then with seconds to go
You delivered the blow
Here I go

You dropped the band, I can't understand it
Not after all we've been through
Words start to fly, my glass jaw and I
Will find one to walk right into

You knocked me out
It was the sweetest punch
The bell goes

I can hear it ringing
But I didn't see it coming
We all say things we don't mean
You can't take it back

Now the room is spinning
But was I the last to notice?
I can see I'll never win

So if you're going
Then you better go to him
Then you better go to him