Bruising
"Woah woah woah Maybe I'm just living on dumb luck Maybe that's all we can count on Lord knows I'm no Italian master So why must I bend myself backwards? In the strife you walk the wall and I act the martyr again I have tried everything I have tried everything But I can't help the bruising 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned I've got some nerve playing the victim I must be a much fortune's favorite I can't be a mouth for the demon of doubt With all of last night's glitter showing I have tried everything I have tried everything But I can't help the bruising 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned I have tried everything I have tried everything But I can't stop the bruises I can't be a mouth for the demon of doubt With all of last night's glitter showing Oh oh oh Woah no woah I have tried everything I have tried everything But I can't help the bruising 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned I have tried everything I have tried everything But I can't stop the bruises"
Writer/s: Charles Barnes
