Punches Frank Turner

[Intro]
Hey, every once in a few months when
All the punches land

[Verse 1]
Well fuck last year I’m glad it’s done
And here’s three weak cheers the next will be a better one
Measuring my life in unanswered messages
Stressing all the little stuff, the thing that’s pathetic is:
I haven’t slept sober in a long, long time
Because I start having arguments as soon as I close my eyes
Vicious fights, bitter and confusеd
And the dumbest part is, sometimеs I even lose
The will to start again
And every day feels like an end

[Chorus 1]
But hey, every once in a few months when
All the punches land
That day, I’m a tiger, a prize fighter
At least worth a damn

[Verse 2]
Damnit, goddamn, I went and fucked it up
Every single day like a clock that’s stuck
It’s another fine morning rolling down in the muck
I’ve been trying to look up and trying to find me some luck
Every sunrise the cycle starts again
I’ve been walking into glass doors since 7am
Trying to break the cycle, trying to make some new friends;
I guess it would be easier than making amends
And then I feel the buzz, the glow
Of one sweet day a few months ago