Bully Boy

G D Em C D G D You knocked me off my feet Em C D And I fell face first on the concrete G D I took a blow to the limbs Em C D I didn't even know him G There's no point in hiding The hate that you confide in D The pain that you call your own Em There's no point in shying From the fists that are flying C D The boy is on his own G D You looked me in the eye Em C D I bet you thought I was paralysed G D I took a blow to the chest Em C G Now I've been underestimated G There's no point in hiding The hate that you confide in D The pain that you call your own Em There's no point in shying From the fists that are flying C D The boy is on his own G D Em C D