He stepped up he was ready to fight
He was walking the line, it was the edge of a knife
He didn't duck, didn't run, didn't try to hide
Smiled, caught his breath and took it all in stride
He was beat down but he got back up
Pouring it on, it wasn't enough
Turning no cheek, he was blinded by love
He was the fighter and he never gave up
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Played his cards, laid out on the floor
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Took all the punches, smiled, and asked for more
He was beat down but he got back up
Pouring it on it wasn't enough
Turning no cheek he was blinded by love
He was the Fighter and he never gave up
He stepped up he was ready to fight
Walking the line it was the edge of a knife
Didn't duck, didn't run, didn't try to hide
He was the Fighter he took it all in stride
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Played his cards, laid out on the floor
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Took all the punches, smiled, and asked for more
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Played his cards, laid out on the floor
Then it was clear he saw what the fight was for
Took all the punches, smiled, and asked for more
More more more
He wanted more
He was the fighter and he wanted more
He wanted more