Boy Like a Bruise

Cold Sun come home
You make me smile, how heaven knows
You float around on lullabies
You are a child of western skies

Oh no

Boy like a bruise, cutting strings on your balloons
Tell me what am I do to when you're away
It's nothing to you, but I'm at mercy of your moods
Tell me how you tie your nooses unafraid

Bleed, I bleed right through
I stain your smile, color your words true
Believe, believe in pain
You are worthwhile, and not to blame

Oh no

Boy like a bruise, cutting strings on your balloons
Tell me what am I to do when you're away
It's nothing to you, but I'm at mercy of your moods
Tell me how you tie your nooses unafraid