Black and Blue Bruised up denim leather Keeps me warm Theres a hole in my hand, Where the heart came thru And now it hurts me to write this letter to you I stayed go till 3 To starve away my urges And keep me outside the offence. In comprehensive attitude I undone all my murders But big time hurt you With my attitude to you As the light from the window Slides into her eyes. She smiles so bad. She smiles so sad