[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]