Punching Bag

When should I just  let go,

of all of the pain  I  hold?

When is it time to stop helping others

and help myself?

I take it all blow  for  blow,

got bruises and scars

I don’t show.

When is it time to stop pretending

I don’t need help?

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Blow for blow.

I take all your pain and I’ll hold it.

Because I am your punching bag,

and you don’t even have to ask.

Give me your load.

If you can’t handle it I’ll hold it.

Unleash all your anger and your pain.

Don’t worry ‘bout me, I can take it.

 

Always the savior, yeah

Refuse to be saved myself.

But when should I finally ask for help?

When is enough enough?

When should I stop acting tough?

I can’t keep taking all this pain.

When will somebody take me off this chain?

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All this pain,

What if I can’t take it?

Will you need me anymore,

Or will I be discarded on the floor?

All this time,

I’ve been living all my life,

Relieving all your pain,

Never letting myself ask the same.

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I wish that I could say it wasn’t true.

I wish I didn't feel like a broken tool

All my life I’ve lived for you,

But I’m through.

 

Blow for blow.

I take all your pain and I’ll hold it.

Because I am your punching bag,

and you don’t even have to ask.

Give me your load.

If you can’t handle it I’ll hold it.

Unleash all your anger and your pain.

Don’t worry ‘bout me, I can take it.