The first time we met how could've I known.
That something inside of me would, grow and grow.
She knows, she knows.
She knows, she knows.
In this war of attrition, I have all the munitions.
With my back up, I will not crack up.
With my back up, I will not crack up.
The fight is worth the plight.
The pain is part of the gains.
She knows, she knows.
My love for her grows, and grows.
With my back up, with my back up.
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