Boxer

My love is modest,
But I know that she loves it that way.

Perfectly quiet, yeah,
Reading 'bout red flowers most of the day.

She may be an angel,
a soft, little angel...

But her heart beats like a boxer,
Destroying all these monsters,
That climb up my back and set me apart.

Yo know, I could be honest,
But I know that she loves it that way.

Perfectly shy and
she lets the others feed on her grace,

She may be an angel,
a soft, little angel...

But her heart beats like a boxer,
Destroying all these monsters,
That climb up my back and set me apart, apart.

But her heart beats like a boxer,
Destroying all these monsters,
That climb up my back and set me apart, apart.

Yeah, your heart beats like a boxer,
Destroying all these monsters,
That climb up, yeah, climb up my back and they set me...

Girl, your heart beats like a boxer!
Yeah, your heart beats like a boxer!
Yeah, you heart beats,
your heart beats,
your heart beats,
your heart beats all...