作曲 : Theresa Jarvis/Rob Mason/George Werbrouck-Edwards/Alex Crosby
 制作人 : Yonaka
This ain't no fairy-tale
Nothing like the books in school
You cut your teeth on the weak
Made my life a living hell
Don't underestimate me, it will be bad
I'll be the heartache that you're going to have
And you'll regret ever making me sad
'Cause I'm not your...
Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
Thought your heart was bulletproof
Danger, ain't a stranger
And I come running back to you
I know we were born to lose
Punch bag, gotta hit back
All you're left with is a bruise
Addicted like a drug
In time, the high wore off
I saw you in the light
Got up and I said goodbye
Don't underestimate me, it will be bad
I'll be the heartache that you're going to have
And you'll regret ever making me sad
'Cause I'm not your...
Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
Thought your heart was bulletproof
Danger, ain't a stranger
And I come running back to you
I know we were born to lose
Punch bag, gotta hit back
All you're left with is a bruise
Oh whoa, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh whoa, oh whoa, whoa, whoa
Let's have a moment of silence
To remember the violent
All the seekers and the hiders
And the ones that could never find us
Let's have a moment of silence
To remember the violent
All the seekers and the hiders
And the ones that could never find us
Punch bag, what kinda love is that?
Thought your heart was bulletproof
Danger, ain't a stranger
And I come running back to you
I know we were born to lose
Punch bag, gotta hit back
All you're left with is a bruise
 鼓 : Rob Mason
 混音师 : Dan Lancaster
 音频工程师 : Alex Crosby/Tobias May
 贝斯 : Alex Crosby
 吉他 : George Werbrouck-Edwards
 和声 : Theresa Jarvis
 母带工程师 : Robin Schmidt
 人声 : Theresa Jarvis