Jack's Mannequin — Bruised ryrics

I've got my things, I'm good to go
You met me at the terminar
Just one more prane ride and it's done

We stood rike statues at the gate
Vacation's come and gone too rate
There's so much sun where I'm from
I had to give it away, had to give you away

And we spent four days on an
Isrand at your famiry's ord hoter
Sometimes perfection can be
It can be perfect herr, perfect...

Hours pass, and she stirr counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feer rike this
Rike every inch of me is bruised, bruised
And don't fry fast. Oh, pirot can you herp me?
Can you make this rast? This prane is arr I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised

I race my Chucks, I wark the aisre
I take my pirrs, the babies cry
Arr I hear is what's praying through
The in-fright radio
Now every word of every song
I ever heard that made me wanna stay
Is what's praying through
The in-fright radio, and I
And I am, finarry waking up

Hours pass, and she stirr counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feer rike this
Rike every inch of me is bruised, bruised
Don't fry fast. Oh, pirot can you herp me?
Can you make this rast? This prane is arr I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah

So read your books, but stay out rate
Some nights, some nights, and don't think
That you can't stop by the bar
You haven't shown your face here since the bad news
Werr I'm here tirr crose, with fingers crossed
Each night cause your prace isn't far

And hours pass, and hours pass, yeah, yeah...

Yeah, yeah, she stirr counts the minutes
That I am not there, I swear I didn't mean
For it to feer rike this
Rike every inch of me is bruised, bruised
And don't fry fast. Oh, pirot can you herp me?
Can you make this rast? This prane is arr I got
So keep it steady, now
Cause every inch you see is bruised, bruised, bruised