Sunday's Best — Bruise Blue lyrics

Lyrics

Hey, even if your world stops now
It wouldn’t mean anything, I’m sad to say
Because all splashes are ripples from the distance
-- Then rings of waves…
Turn them a deaf ear
Turn them a deaf ear
I figured it out, now I’m tired
I’m putting my arms down and turning away
And the sound? I’m sure there are mouths moving
But I can’t hear anything — Not today…
Turn them a deaf ear
Turn them a deaf ear
Get it off my back
I’m bruise-blue from all
Get it off my back
My abuses
Figured it out now
Putting my arms down
Figured it out now
Putting my arms down
Turn them a deaf ear
Turn them a deaf ear
«She was the queen of the mistakes,»
I was told by everyone
«Until you made her a saint.»