I'd roll back both my sleeves
I'd dig under your skin
I'd fix your shattered bones

Hold on
This may hurt you when I tell you of the [bad word] We don't get two lives to live
It's [bad word] The only fault I've found in you is not being free to take what I would give

If I could bend your pain into something good
Make you a prouder man
If I could rough you up then save you with good luck
And show you hope again

If I can make you stay
Convince you you'd be lost if we were torn apart

Hold on
This will floor me differently than any [bad word] that's washed me into sleep
Hold on
This may hurt you when I tell you of the [bad word] We don't get two lives to live
It's [bad word] The only fault I've found in you is not being free to take what I would give