40 Days, 40 Fights

You look a lot, lot better tonight
You and I should go out for a fight
We need a holiday
But not today, another dayYou need eyes in the front of your head
And a spine with a built-in bed
I don't want anybody else to know
So I won't be telling themI love you for all the things you do
Though I can't even recall your name
There's something beautiful about it thoughWell, good luck to your lady tonight
I took a piece of her heart, well not quite
She stole a piece of mine
Chewed it up and threw it backI need help to get over pain
But the memories still remain
I loved her friendly eyes
The way they looked at each otherIt moves me to tears like a horror film
And I don't even recall her name
There's something beautiful about it thoughNow there's a good, good feeling tonight
Just a feeling that something is right
We can minimalise the pain
Forget that is was ever thereLook at all the possibles
Throw answers out to the world
It's hard, it's hard, it's hard
It's hard, it's hard, it is hardIt's hard when you don't know how
But I'll be here to throw you some clues
Don't even have to know your nameSomething beautiful about it though
Something beautiful about it though
40 days and 40 fights
40 days and 40 fights