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 too Little 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 cries Let 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 blue Sometimes it's the struggle that makes it good I woudlnt' judge ya even if i could There's no magic in the line It's misunderstood You could You would Let 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 blue *Sax solo* Let 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 blue Banged up black and blue Banged up black and blue