can't believe that 
I got so down 
I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me!palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sicklyshe pulled out a "
Tyson" from out of the blue, and met with a sickening crunch
CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a suckerpunchsenses reeling from too much shit, 
I hit the floor again, panic, panic!calm and cold as a witches tit, sometimes 
I think I act cosmicallywith all of the shit that flew out of my lips, there's no use in asking much
CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a sucker... sucker... sucker... waah, you fucker!(one... two... three... four...){mosh!}why 
I see her face in a million stars, 
I'm wonderingthought 
I had good taste 'til 
I found I'd none at allnearly did appear as the asshole of the yearand then she strikes...and now 
I'm back, the guy 
I've been, before the idiot sat incan't believe that 
I got so down, it probably happens on a daily basismany millions of messed up minds compete to win in the loser racespeeling my mind like she's one of a kind, or maybe just out to lunch
CHORUS:she got me... woah, she got meshe got me... with a suckerpunch