I´ve spent twenty-two years of my life
Tryin´ not to freak out
Tryin´ not to be needy
I go through six different moods at a time
I´m happy then losin´ my mind

Quick transitions are crazy

It´s not fair, I´ve got acetone for veins
I´m so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain

All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it´s funny but the truth´s I bruise easily
And sure I´m down to be the joke
Metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple, and green
Yeah, I bruise easily

I´ve spent three hundred sixty-five days
And fifty-two weeks in my brain
Goin´ over the same thing
That girls said when we was in fourth grade

I take everything personally
I´ve always hated that about me
I´ve tried to be cool and chill

But it´s not fair, I´ve got acetone for veins
I´m so sensitive, just one touch and I feel pain

All my friends make sweet fun of me
I guess it´s funny but the truth´s I bruise easily
And sure I´m down to be a joke
Metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they would show
Black, purple and green
Yeah, I bruise easily

I bruise, I bruise easily
I bruise, I bruise easily

Black, purple and green
(Black, purple and green)
Not happy
I bruise, I bruise easily
Please don´t fucking swing, it hurts me

All my friends make sweet fun of me
But the truth´s I bruise easily
Sure I´m down to be the joke
Metaphorically though
You could flip me inside out and they will show
Black, purple and green
Yeah, I bruise easily