I already thought of running home to you
'Cause I can never get started
Tempted by a sentimental rush of blood
And I need you here
But you want a child too
Oh no, I'm not ready
Give me time to question this
Hold that camera steady
'Cause here she comes
We'll call her bruise
We're selfish in the ways we go about our days
And I'm running out of money
Frightened by my very own flesh and blood
So can we skip that part?
I know you feel it too
Every second
Every minute
Now belongs to someone else
I tried to fight it like a feeling in the morning after
Running after running after running its no use
'Cause no matter
I will be there when you bruise
