Bill Ricky - Bruised Leg Waltz Lyrics

Fog up the window, on the still by the bed, Smile and tell me my hair looks a mess
But you don't care, you like me better that way
Sing me old songs from love long ago,
Till they feel like covers and I feel like home
But hey don't you dare, look at me that way

If the illusion of choice is a game, I would lose for you day after day
If time keeps on running away,
Bruise my legs begging for it to stay

Tell me old stories from you and your friends, Leave out the parts where they left you for dead
It's not like you care, you said it's better that way

If the illusion of choice is a game, I would lose for you day after day
If time keeps on running away,
Bruise my legs begging for it to stay

If the illusion of choice is a game, I would lose for you day after day
If time keeps on running away, Bruise my legs begging for it to stay