Bruises

My body gets bruises, but it just makes me feel alive
I'd tell you what the truth is, but I'm honestly full of lies
Broken heart & purple scars; I'm getting to work on time

When was the last time that I fought back
You're punching me hard when my heads in my hands
Finish it off so I can go on with my plans
I never thought I'd be scared of the dark

You're getting too old to stay up late
You're getting too old to stay up late
The ghosts will haunt you anyway
You're getting too old to stay up late

Everything I need fits in the back seat of my car
When I was real young I could fit it all in my heart
Tell me what the truth is I've been looking for signs of God

When was the last time that you called me back
Was looking for things that I already had
Bruises are skin deep n really don't hurt half bad

You're getting too old to stay up late
You're getting too old to stay up late
The ghosts will haunt you anyway
You're getting too old to stay up late

Never talk about the past
You're the only thing that lasts
Never rid myself of you
Hazel eyes and old perfume

You're getting too old to stay up late
You're getting too old to stay up late
The ghosts will haunt you anyway
You're getting too old to stay up late