Sunday's Best - Bruise-Blue lyrics

rate me

Hey, even if your world stops now,

it wouldn't mean anything. I'm sad to say,

because all splashes are ripples from the distance

--then rings of waves...

Turn them a deaf ear.

I figured it out; now I'm tired.

I'm putting my arms down and turning away.

And the sound? I'm sure there are mouths moving

but I can't hear anything. Not today...

Get it off my back.

I'm bruise-blue from all my abuses.

"She was the queen of the mistakes,"

I was told by everyone,

"Until you made her a saint."