Besedila: Marc Almond. Bruises.

I wake up blind each day by morning sun
I got nowhere to hide nowhere to run
You have the heart it's chained shackled down
My crime is loving and now I'm bound to you

I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises on my heart
I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises

I wake up damaged each day no song to sing
Nothing to call my own you've taken everything
You say you love me but you seek someone else
It's time I started thinking of myself

I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises on my heart
I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises

I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises

I wake up deaf each day to help me through
Your lying teeth when you're saying I love you
The way you'll tie those chains'll break your heart
But now I'll take the pain and play the part

I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises on my heart
I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises

I wake up numb each day and I don't feel
The way you shook me when the love is real

One day you'll try to find a love that's true
I'm sure I'll end up loving someone who's got

I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises on my heart
I got bruises on my soul
I got bruises

I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises

Bruises
Bruises
Bruises
Bruises

I got bruises
I got bruises
All over my soul
I got bruises
All over my soul
I got bruises
I got bruises

I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises

I got bruises
I got bruises
I got bruises