Suckerpunch

can't believe that I got so down I dropped my guard again hit me! hit me!
 palpitations and goo-goo eyes, the transformation is sad and sickly
 she pulled out a "Tyson" from out of the blue, and met with a sickening crunch
 CHORUS:
 she got me... woah, she got me
 she got me... with a suckerpunch
 senses reeling from too much shit, I hit the floor again, panic, panic!
 calm and cold as a witches tit, sometimes I think I act cosmically
 with all of the shit that flew out of my lips, there's no use in asking much
 CHORUS:
 she got me... woah, she got me
 she got me... with a sucker... sucker... sucker... waah, you fucker!
 (one... two... three... four...)
 {mosh!}
 why I see her face in a million stars, I'm wondering
 thought I had good taste 'til I found I'd none at all
 nearly did appear as the asshole of the year
 and then she strikes...
 and now I'm back, the guy I've been, before the idiot sat in
 can't believe that I got so down, it probably happens on a daily basis
 many millions of messed up minds compete to win in the loser races
 peeling my mind like she's one of a kind, or maybe just out to lunch
 CHORUS:
 she got me... woah, she got me
 she got me... with a suckerpunch