Showed up in a sleeve of tattoos
High definition broadcast of attitude
It's like she wants me to know
She's got nothing left to lose, me tooLittle bag of junk gets her high
Keeps her from thinking 'bout the shadows in her mind
She likes me, she knows
I won't ask her why she criesLet me fall down, you can fall too
We'll call us banged up black and blue
Let me find out what happened to you
Wakin' up banged up black and blueSometimes it's the struggle that makes it good
I wouldn't judge you even if I could
There's no magic in the line
It's misunderstood, you could, you wouldLet me fall down, you can fall too
We'll call us banged up black and blue
Let me find out what happened to you
Wakin' up banged up black and blueLet me fall down, you can fall too
We'll call us banged up black and blue
Let me find out what happened to you
Wakin' up banged up black and blueBanged up black and blue
Banged up black and blue