Bruises
I've spent 22 years of my life
Trying not to freak out, trying not to be needy
I go through six different moods at a time
I'm happy, then losing my mind
Go transition to crazy
It's not fair, I've got acetone for veins
I'm so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain
All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it's funny, but the truth's I bruise easily
And sure I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
I've spent 365 days, and 52 weeks in my brain
Going over the same thing, that girl said, "When we were in fourth grade"
I take everything personally
I've always hated that about me
I've tried to be cool and chill but
It's not fair, I've got acetone for veins
I'm so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain
All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it's funny, but the truth's I bruise easily
And sure I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
(I bruise, I bruise easily)
(Black, purple, and green, green, help me, I)
(I bruise, I bruise easily)
(Please, don't fucking swing, it hurts me)
All my friends make sweet fun of me
But the truth's I bruise easily
Sure, I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
Trying not to freak out, trying not to be needy
I go through six different moods at a time
I'm happy, then losing my mind
Go transition to crazy
It's not fair, I've got acetone for veins
I'm so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain
All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it's funny, but the truth's I bruise easily
And sure I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
I've spent 365 days, and 52 weeks in my brain
Going over the same thing, that girl said, "When we were in fourth grade"
I take everything personally
I've always hated that about me
I've tried to be cool and chill but
It's not fair, I've got acetone for veins
I'm so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain
All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it's funny, but the truth's I bruise easily
And sure I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
(I bruise, I bruise easily)
(Black, purple, and green, green, help me, I)
(I bruise, I bruise easily)
(Please, don't fucking swing, it hurts me)
All my friends make sweet fun of me
But the truth's I bruise easily
Sure, I'm down to be the joke, metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green, yeah, I bruise easily
Credits
Writer(s): Renee Rapp, Cleo Jade Tighe, Alexander Glantz, Isabella Anna Maria Sjostrand, Elie Jay Rizk
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