There's no bruises on you
To prove the abuse
You claim it's all an attempt
To resurface pain I caused you
That's why you're such a mess
I feel all right
Feel somewhat guilty, feeling strong
Will the guilt ever cease?
You can complain
No one ever saw you more
Than the girlfriend
Because you never tried to be more to them
But I can't complain
So neither can you.
Neither can you.
I'm sorry that I stand up straight
And sorry that you can not say what you mean
Take back all that we said
Lift up our shirts and compared our wounds
I feel good, so much better than before
There's no bruises on you
To prove the abuse
You claim all an attempt
To resurface pain I caused you
I'm sorry I met you
And I'm sorry that I stand up straight
Sorry that you can not say what you mean
Take back all that you said
Lift up your shirt and compare your wounds
With mine