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| Bruises 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 whore gives this excuses How can this be rationalized? Your brain has programmed all of those lies What do you tell yourself about our situation? How can you look at yourself without having some sort of revelation? How do you live with yourself? 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 hypocondriac Now I tend to every last emotion I'm just so caught up in this I cannot grasp its hazed proportions Alright 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 whore I'm not an angry child I don't run hot nor mild 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 feed off the feeling of having you need I lick the illusion of watching you bleed Siren Why do you decide to run these circles bruised around my thighs? Sleepless nights the bleeding clots Why your eyes encapture my thoughts? Staring at Smirking at my ways Lying down I whisper you can stay Why can't everything just go my way? Caught in this trap You sneer as I fall my list of desires Your company is all You come as a siren who lures me to betray I have come as a temptress unaware that I'd be losing at my game Why do you conclude that you can look right Through my eyes expecting to read what I'm feeling here Claiming beauty left you dear This cliches what drives my force to you It's the element breaking us too If things were up to me I'd follow through Caught in this trap You sneer as I fall my list of desires Your company is all You come as a siren who lures me to betray I have come as a temptress unaware that I'd be losing at my game Why do I react this way? Why is it that I swoon to pay you back with this vendetta out I hate you for the pain The doubt Never is our day of fucking bliss this beetlejuice comes jaded for my kiss Little suicides defend the pain The ghost of you that follows me is held to blame If I had you I would not complain Caught in this trap You sneer as I fall my list of desires Your company is all You come as a siren who lures me to betray I have come as a temptress unaware that I'd be losing at my game If you have more Majandra Delfino lyrics you would like to add, please email me and I'll post them to the page. |
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