'hey, what happened there?'

bruises changing colour with each passing day
but the story behind it, well baby that remains the same
started off with obsession
now i'm down to three possessions
and i can't keep them hidden, no, they're so hard to hide
it's been eating me up inside
but there isn't enough reason to cry
it's not your fault, i'm guilty, my hands are up this time
looking out, it seems alright
but they stare when looking in,
looking at me they see this sight
of a poor girl who couldn't win
but i'm stronger, that's the funny thing
and i haven't lost just yet
i'm getting closer to time of glory
don't feel sorry
don't feel sorry

cursed.

Full of beautiful lies when I'm preaching truth,
I've always said 'keep your dreams close', but I've got empty hopes.
I'm some sort of hypocrite, I know.
You invade my daydreams and I hate it, I do
but how I love the image of you
This memory's past fresh, but it still burns and it stings
and yet I can't patch it up no, I'm waiting for the scar to show

he's standing beside me, while you're miles away
yet you feel so much closer, you're inside my head
again

I tell myself I'm ok, I tell him I'm ready
I tell myself I'm needy, I tell him I'm easy
I know that I'm lyin, He's not even trying
but he's got my heart wrapped up all pretty
And in the back of my mind, i know
that this isn't right, no
I keep thinking that maybe
I might not think of you tonight
And that makes me feel alright