Bruises

Naked and broken Baring your soul That's where the truth is At the bottom of it all You pick up the phone, you're on the floor somewhere you shouldn't be The less I know the better off is what you say back to me I wanna know, I gotta know, I need to know If you can make it home alive What a lonely fight to fight for a feeling you don't have to hide Cry for a reason, you don't have to cry Every burden that you're choosing Is a fantasy Twisted tales that only you believe Lie to your friends and all your family Makeup won't cover your excuses And doesn't cover up your bruises Special occasions Aren't on a Tuesday night Justification is just a vacation For your mind You're blowing smoke up in the air like you're on fire, baby Calling for help, don't know you need like the guns off to safety I wanna know, I gotta know, I need to know If you can make it home alive What a lonely fight to fight for a feeling you don't have to hide Cry for a reason, you don't have to cry Every burden that you're choosing Is a fantasy Twisted tales that only you believe Lie to your friends and all your family Makeup won't cover your excuses And doesn't cover up your bruises (And doesn't cover up your bruises) Inside, outside of your body How did pain become your hobby? Bruises, covered in bruises How far you'd go to disappear But I still see 'em, I see you, I see all your bruises I see all your bruises