It could be about wrestling. Or infidelity. Probably wrestling.


Feeling like I'm on the ropes again
You complain, keep saying it's not real
You can't explain why it hurts so much
I'm bleeding from your touch

Hit the mat about an hour ago
But I know that millions know just how I feel
You can pretend you don't know what it's about
But you can't count me out

Everyone's got secrets
Someone could get hurt
Everybody cheats
The sleeper never works

Lullabye and goodnight
Close your big bloodshot eyes
Time to sleep, let's not fight
Everything will be all right

I don't know who you think you're fooling
You know exactly what you're doing
You know the moves, you call the guys by name
You make believe this is just some crazy fling
While you steal glances at my ring


from Funk Out With Your Junk Out, released January 24, 2008
Music/Lyrics: Scott Martin
Drums: Jim Evans
Bass: Mike Adams
Guitar/Vocals: Scott Martin


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