Testo di 'Bruises' di Majandra Delfino

I can't stop thinking about Cutting myself up. Visual bruises can be covered with make-up.
But down to the core, I'm all bruises.
My little heart gives these excuses.
How can this be rationalized?
Your brain's programmed all of those lives.
What do you tell your self about our situation? How can you look at your self,
without having some sort of revelation?

How do you live with your self?
How could you possibly hurt someone like myself? The saddest part, though, is I would take you back.
You've turned me into some spineless hypochondriac.

Now I turn it to every last emotion.
I'm just so caught up in this,
I cannot cross this, crazed depression.

All right now, I'll be fair.
I'll just pull you by your hair.
I'll just kick you from time to time,
and then I'll love you. ?
In the meantime, It will be just like before. I'll be your girl,you'll be my heart.

I am not an angry child.
I don't run hard no more,
But for some reason when it comes to you,
I smile at the thought of hitting you.
I smile at the thought, of watching you die.
I strive off the image of making you cry.
I bit off the feeling of having you be,
I live with the feelings that are watching you bleed.