(Verse 1)
Am I the only in this room?
Locked inside a well fit tomb,
striving toward the light,
where the drama doesn't loom.

Picked a fight with the wrong guy,
in it to win it, it's a do or die.
It's gonna be a long night,
watching those words fly by.

(Chorus)
I'd rather be mature,
than be a man's man.
I'd rather know how,
to treat a lady right.
Oh well in the end,
who really gives damn?
Tonight,
tonight,
tonight,
there's gonna be an unfair fight.

(Verse 2)
No enemies to brag about,
enough friends to hide some doubt.
But looks like he doesn't care,
he's still gonna start to shout.

Who the hell are you talking to?
Does she pay attention to you?
Oh well,
nobody said life was fair.
Just do what you gotta do.

(Chorus x 1)

(?)
Oh well,
look who's looking pathetic.
Bloody hell,
it's a murder scene in daylight.
Oh well,
look who's looking pathetic.
Bloody hell,
it's a murder scene in daylight.

(Coda)
Who calls a girl a *****?
Who fights for himself in war?
Who doesn't have a backing story,
or anywhere to run out the door?

Better watch yourself,
because that knife handle is only so long.