Bruises
Show me what you cover up
Tell me what is underneath
You can tell me anything
You ain't gonna scare me
It's a crying shame we don't have it figured out
But I've got a little thought if you'd like to hear me out
Cause there's you and there's me then there's us and there's we
And I know which of those I'd prefer
It's your hair on my floor and your shirts in my drawer and you
Waking me up with your snores
You can
Bite me, scratch me. tear my skin
Darling just hold me, closely, let me in
Give me your
Bruises
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
If you get afraid you can take my hand
If you'd be my muse, I would be your man
I don't care if it takes up all my time
I'd cross oceans and valleys and mountains to be with you
Bite me, scratch me, fuck me up
Show me your bad teeth, backseat stains and cuts
And if it all works out
I'll hold you when you're old
Cause when I seek you out
I seek a perfect soul
You may be feeling doubt
I know that feet get cold
But baby I swear on my life and on everything sacred
That we would be so damn good together
Bite me, scratch me. tear my skin
Darling just hold me, closely, let me in
Give me your
Bruises
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
Baby just give my your
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
Tell me what is underneath
You can tell me anything
You ain't gonna scare me
It's a crying shame we don't have it figured out
But I've got a little thought if you'd like to hear me out
Cause there's you and there's me then there's us and there's we
And I know which of those I'd prefer
It's your hair on my floor and your shirts in my drawer and you
Waking me up with your snores
You can
Bite me, scratch me. tear my skin
Darling just hold me, closely, let me in
Give me your
Bruises
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
If you get afraid you can take my hand
If you'd be my muse, I would be your man
I don't care if it takes up all my time
I'd cross oceans and valleys and mountains to be with you
Bite me, scratch me, fuck me up
Show me your bad teeth, backseat stains and cuts
And if it all works out
I'll hold you when you're old
Cause when I seek you out
I seek a perfect soul
You may be feeling doubt
I know that feet get cold
But baby I swear on my life and on everything sacred
That we would be so damn good together
Bite me, scratch me. tear my skin
Darling just hold me, closely, let me in
Give me your
Bruises
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
Baby just give my your
Babe you can give me your
Bruises
Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Thomas
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