Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Bruises

Just too young and don’t know any better

I confess it gets to me what they use to get her

Looking forward, we’re turning on my high beams

Nothing for and everything is wrong it seems

They are the reason she wants to end her life

She burns what they’ve told her and holds to her knife

It all pulls down, deep inside

Those tears come through I try to hide

The pain in her, flows into me

I hit these curves die quietly

Breathe in, breathe out X4

Stop, look to future we behold

You’ve pulled away from those who feel they control

They want from you what they should not have

You’re bleeding from the wounds, their words they use to stab

They call me the loser but see how they bruise her

They call me the loser but I see how they use

They call me the loser but see how they bruise her

They call me a loser but see how they user her

It all pulls down, deep inside

Those tears come through I try to hide

The pain in her, flows into me

I hit these curves die quietly

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