Rose Jones - Bruised Lyrics

One more day to clean my summer
One more day to hear my mother
One more day to hate myself
One more day to cry and yell
About how I'm still waiting for help

Another hour to sit and wait
And to again, contemplate
What I'm doing with my life
For something better to replace

This mess, this nest, I call a home
No rest, until, I'm dead or alone

Try, I do
But something won't let me get through
Myself I think
Is the biggest block I use
Depressed so you can feel impressed
I'll put on a show for you until my soul is bruised

All I need is a peace of mind and a life that I can call mine
Maybe someone to grab my hand
And tell me that everything is alright
But instead I have you
Someone who has no clue
About what's in my head
Or cares enough to

You are tough but coming loose
Soon enough you'll drift towards a noose

Try, I do
But something won't let me get through
Myself I think
Is the biggest block I use
Depressed so you can feel impressed
I'll put on a show for you until my soul is bruised

Try, I do
But something won't let me get through
Myself I think
Is the biggest block I use
Depressed so you can feel impressed
I'll put on a show for you
I'll put on a show for you
I'll put on a show for you