Practicing Punches

Tryna get my old self back after a nostalgia attack
tryna find a lover who lasts without breaking a pact to myself
not tryna give myself away to another
not tryna live life like a lie just to be safe with another
broken lover
I can make a mess out of everything spoil a dessert
putting my whole hand in the pudding
just to lick every little finger
not tryna be the kind of lover who cries help me
not tryna be the drifter doesn't know what's good for me
I know I know I just don't see it
in front of me front of me front of me 

Practicing punches I'm practicing punches
practicing punches practicing punches
practicing practicing 

So don't be blind you think I'm a child
I've got a fire
I'm just keeping it inside
don't be blind you think I'm a child think
I'm the kind of girl who doesn't know how to fight
but I'm practicing punches at night
yeah I'm practicing punches at night 

You got a notch or two on your belt sure tell me again
cracking those jokes knocking yourself out I'll laugh and pretend
just for now
you're tryna squeeze yourself in every conversation
you're tryna make it all about you and your occupation
oh that's cool 

Practicing punches I'm practicing punches
practicing punches practicing punches
practicing practicing 

So don't be blind you think I'm a child
I've got a fire
I'm just keeping it inside
don't be blind you think I'm a child think
I'm the kind of girl who doesn't know how to fight
but I'm practicing punches at night
yeah I'm practicing punches at night