I never saw you as the right one, but I came around
Gave you all the passes that you asked for, think we're better now
But you sweet talk me then you tell me off,
now you're throwing hands in a restaurant, hmm

Driving back home to the bed we made
Kiss you till you're not angry
You're telling me I'm your better half
So I'm working full time as your punching bag

I'm your punching bag
How'd I let it get this bad?
I'll keep taking all the hits,
If it means you'll be nice again

I'm so tired of being your better half
Taking all the hits cause I'm your punching bag

I can't remember what it felt like
When we didn't fight
I see the way you act around your best friends
Makes me wanna die

Cause you fake a smile when they piss you off
And you're trying to be someone that you're not
So I guess I know where we really stand
Cause I'm working full time as your punching bag