Bruises

If there's diamonds in their eyes

Then I will rob them blind

If there's honor in their hearts

Then there must be some in mine

The bruise is so are so hard to cover

When both of your arms swinging

When they're keeping their guard

If there's silver in those clouds

Then let's pray it will rain down

If there's gold in those mountains

Then the mountains will come down

And the bruise is so hard to cover

When both of your arms are swinging

When they're keeping their guard.