Bruises Lyrics

//I can't stop thinking about cutting myself up.
// Visual bruises can be covered in makeup
// But down to the core I'm all bruises.
// My little whore gives this excuses.
// How can this, be rationalized
// Your brain has programed,all of those lies.What do you tell yourself, about our situation?
// How can you look at yourself wtihout having some sort of revelation?
// How do you live with yourself?
// How could you possibly hurtsomeone like myself?
// The saddest part is, I would take u back.

// You've turned me into some spineless hypochondriac.
// Now tend to every last emotion.
// I'm so caught in this I cannot grasp its hazed proportion.
// Alright now I'll be fair
// I'll just pull you by your hair
// I'll just kick you from time to time
// And then I'll love you in the meantime.
// It will be just like before
// I'll be your girl, you'll be my whore.
// I am not an angry child
// I don't run hot nor mild
// But for some reason when it comes to you
// I smile at the thought of hitting you
// I smile at the thought of watching you die.
// I strive off the image of making you cry
// I feed of the feeling of having you need
// I lick the illusion, of watching you bleed.