Jarrod Gorbel - Bruises From Your Bad Dreams

Well it's been several hours,
Since our incident
Clothes are torn, glass shattered
It was a year leading up to this event,
She had a melt down, cried wolf
Can't be trusted

Cause you took the biggest knife in the kitchen you could find,
Called the police and claimed that I was tryin,
Trying to kill you, when in fact I was trying to save your life
You had me trapped in my own apartment,
24 hours, dodging clenched fists,
Scribbling letters, bidding your friends and family farewell

Desperate hands and a hollow heart,
Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me,
No one will understand us.
Feel less like her lover and more like her father

Are you gonna be a good girl?
Can you make me that promise?
Not to lash out on me,
How is that you made my life a living hell,
But still find you to be irresistible
Which of my things did you sneak out last night?
In hopes to bring us together one last time
Ransom being the only thing you ever loved
For weeks tend to thank her, the hatred overflow
The following week I needed you the moment im alone
Shared my friends before I lost them
My bed, my home, my life.

Desperate hands and a hollow heart,
Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me,
No one will understand us.
Feel less like her lover and more like her father

Threatened to throw yourself out of the car
In rush hour traffic, 16 miles an hour.

Desperate hands and a hollow heart,
Whiskey unleash the beast starving inside of me,
No one will understand us.
Feel less like her lover and more like her father