Charlie Worsham - Fist Through This Town

Living in an attic, working in a basement
Scraping it together, pray we'd make the pain mend

Got my hero on the wall
Whiskey I can drink
A place to sit and wonder
Why I don't get paid to think

I wanna put my fist through this town
I ain't a fighter but I'd knock it to the ground
I ain't a killer but I'd let that bastard drown
I wanna put my fist through this town

She undresses in the dark, a barely burning fire
After a long night of short tips from the drunks and the vampires

Man, this ain't no fair fight at all
It's a kick in the teeth
She'd be the queen of these God-forsaken streets
If it was up to me

I wanna put my fist through this town
I ain't a fighter but I'd knock it to the ground, yeah
I ain't a killer but I'd let that bastard drown, oh
I wanna put my fist through this town, yeah

For all the half-truth flat-out lies
For every broken compromise
For all the "give it one more try"
More than I can count, yeah

I wanna put my fist through this town
I ain't a fighter but I'd knock it to the ground
Yes, I would
I ain't a killer but I'd let that bastard drown
I wanna put my fist through this town
I wanna put my fist through this town, mm

Written by:
Charlie Worsham, Jeremy Spillman, Travis Meadows

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