Bruise-Blue letra

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.'

Sunday's Best - Letras

• Beethoven St.
• Brave, But Brittle...
• Bruise-Blue
• Congratulations
• Don't Let It Fade
• Homing Device
• If We Had It Made
• In Beats Like Trains
• Indian Summer
• Instead, He Falls
• Looks Like a Mess
• Los Feliz Arms
• Our Left Coast Ambitions
• Red Herring
• Saccharine
• The Californian
• The Hardest Part
• The Salt Mines of Santa Monica
• The Try
• Too Soon to Laugh
• Tracing Paper
• Truest You
• When Is Pearl Harbor Day?
• White Picket Fences
• Winter-Owned
• Without Meaning
• You Did This