The Fighter

Song The Fighter
Artist Bon Jovi
Album What About Now [Deluxe Edition]

Lyrics

[00:00.93] The Fighter
[00:01.28] Bon Jovi
[00:01.60]
[00:14.56] I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
[00:23.69] Or write you a song just to use them
[00:32.09] Someday you may wanna know who I am,
[00:37.23] Beyond this facade no guitar in my hand
[00:42.16] No I am not a writer
[00:50.47]
[00:51.97] These eyes hold no secrets I hide no truths
[01:00.54] I am all I am, all I was to you
[01:09.46] The lie and the promise, the great escape artist,
[01:14.33] The weed in your garden in that place you’re still guarding
[01:19.32] Where I am not a liar
[01:27.72]
[01:28.29] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[01:37.88] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[01:48.36]
[01:50.77] These are hands that can offer protection
[01:59.99] But hid me from my own reflection
[02:08.07] I’m that book that ain’t finished, a sink full of dishes,
[02:13.53] The horse that ain’t winning, the priest that’s still sinning
[02:18.25] The spark that starts the fire
[02:26.42]
[02:27.34] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[02:37.09] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[02:47.91]
[02:50.39] With loneliness next to me, feels its misery,
[02:55.73] nursing another black eye
[02:59.65] On the New Jersey turnpike, counting the headlights
[03:05.43] Those cars just like days pass me by
[03:10.72]
[03:31.57] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[03:41.21] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[03:51.01] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[04:00.86] I am the fighter, a fighter’s born but not made
[04:11.37]
[04:13.67] I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
[04:22.92] Or write you a song just to use them.
[04:29.17]

Pinyin

[00:00.93] The Fighter
[00:01.28] Bon Jovi
[00:01.60]
[00:14.56] I should write down these words ' fore I lose them
[00:23.69] Or write you a song just to use them
[00:32.09] Someday you may wanna know who I am,
[00:37.23] Beyond this facade no guitar in my hand
[00:42.16] No I am not a writer
[00:50.47]
[00:51.97] These eyes hold no secrets I hide no truths
[01:00.54] I am all I am, all I was to you
[01:09.46] The lie and the promise, the great escape artist,
[01:14.33] The weed in your garden in that place you' re still guarding
[01:19.32] Where I am not a liar
[01:27.72]
[01:28.29] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[01:37.88] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[01:48.36]
[01:50.77] These are hands that can offer protection
[01:59.99] But hid me from my own reflection
[02:08.07] I' m that book that ain' t finished, a sink full of dishes,
[02:13.53] The horse that ain' t winning, the priest that' s still sinning
[02:18.25] The spark that starts the fire
[02:26.42]
[02:27.34] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[02:37.09] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[02:47.91]
[02:50.39] With loneliness next to me, feels its misery,
[02:55.73] nursing another black eye
[02:59.65] On the New Jersey turnpike, counting the headlights
[03:05.43] Those cars just like days pass me by
[03:10.72]
[03:31.57] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[03:41.21] I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[03:51.01] I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[04:00.86] I am the fighter, a fighter' s born but not made
[04:11.37]
[04:13.67] I should write down these words ' fore I lose them
[04:22.92] Or write you a song just to use them.
[04:29.17]