Bruises (Do It Wrong) - Unwoman

I learned to love from songs

I know I do it wrong

I fall fast and not very well

Try to dissemble, but you can tell

I can’t play by the rules

Too impatient to be pursued

But you got under my skin

Your skin under my nails

Your smell on my hair

Your marks on my arms

If we can choose our bruises I’ve made my choice

Now I sing my own song in my own voice

Though my tongue may still be tied

In the end I will be undenied

Oh, I learned to love from songs

I know I do it wrong

If I could have what I wanted

You would be part of it

To grasp me firmly’s not an option

But I want you

Even now I’ve had you, still -- I want you

Tempted to give all this a name

As our dance moves always one step out of frame