[Intro] Tape on the mirror Blood in the sink Bell in the hallway Don’t think [Verse 1] Five in the morning, roadwork alone Breath turning white by the liquor store Old man sweeping glass off the curb Nods like he’s seen this before Rent past due in a coffee can Two gold gloves in a pawnshop window Mama called twice, I let it ring Had to keep my hands from going gentle I gave my twenties to a basement bag Gave my name to a poster wall Gave every soft thing I ever had To hear one crowd go quiet before I fall [Pre-Chorus] They don’t show you the kitchen light They don’t show you the cracked rib nights They just see the walk They just hear the bell [Chorus] I got one last round left One more breath in my chest One more step through the ropes One more debt in the flesh I don’t need them to love me I don’t need them to understand I got one last round left And these are still my hands [Verse 2] Wrapped my knuckles in hotel tape Shadowboxed by the vending machine Coach said, son, you still punch late I said, good, let it wait for me There’s a photograph folded in my shoe A little boy with my stubborn eyes I keep it where the canvas dust Can’t learn how to apologize Every scar got a ledger line Every tooth got a story underneath I don’t call it winning anymore I call it paying what I keep [Pre-Chorus] They don’t show you the cheap room prayers They don’t show you the empty stairs They just see the robe They just hear the bell [Chorus] I got one last round left One more breath in my chest One more step through the ropes One more debt in the flesh I don’t need them to love me I don’t need them to understand I got one last round left And these are still my hands [Bridge] The lights come down The room goes blue My corner says breathe Like breathing is new Mouthpiece in No more talk I kiss my gloves And start the walk [Final Chorus] I got one last round left One more breath in my chest One more step through the ropes One more debt in the flesh I don’t need them to love me I don’t need them to understand I got one last round left And these are still my hands I got one last round left Let the whole room stand I gave everything else away But these are still my hands [Outro] Bell in the rafters Tape on the floor My name in the dark My hand on the door [End]
