Bruises

Sentimental value city,
Fake gold jewelry
All the compliments he’s given got me livid
Faith is d r i f t i n g like a comet
I thought I heard a sonnet
I thought he was Adonis
But he broke my little heart like it was just
A pinky promise
And there are bruises on my legs where your fingers were
Here I am feeling things I thought for sure I would never feel
And so I take another drag of your cigarette
And hold your hand like a purse I own
I know that it’s counterfeit but
I show it off like it’s real
I show it off like it’s real
Feelin' lazy on the floorboards,
Blazin' in the kitchen
All my words that I have given feel so distant
And my memory is f o l k l o r e
It’s hard not to accept more
Not easy to behave
When there is no one to be sober for
There are bruises on my legs where your fingers were
Here I am feeling things I thought for sure I would never feel
And so I take another drag of your cigarette
And hold your hand like a purse I own
I know that it’s counterfeit but
I show it off like it’s real
I show it off like it’s real
And if an ice cube slipped into my throat
Do you think that it would melt before I choked?
I know that its not safe to drink alone
So why do I do so?
There are bruises on my legs where your fingers were
Here I am feeling things I thought for sure I would never feel
And so I take another drag of your cigarette
And hold your hand like a purse I own
I know it’s a counterfeit but
I show it off like it’s real
I show it off like it’s real