INTERNAL BRUISES
I live in a world
Where there are no fist fights
People fight each other
With their mind
The bruises that are left
Never seem to heal right
There is no cure
For words so unkind
I wish you hit me
I wish you hit me
I could get over that
But what you said to me
What you said to me
I wish you hit me
I wish you hit me
I could get over that
But what you said to me
Yeah what you said to me
You know you knocked me flat
You're supposed to leave
When the love grows old
You could never grieve
You're just too damn cold
You stayed and led me on
Kept saying you're my girl
You let me play along
In your imaginary world
I wish you hit me
I wish you hit me
I could get over that
But what you said to me…
What you said to me…