No amount of make up will cover this bruise
I’m damaged to the core
Your love hurts a little more each time
Your anger turned to rage
I live in fear of a bad day
Our love is cursed, wish it would die
Instead you grow stronger with every blow
I never see my friends anymore
In case they find out
It’s a solitude secret, in a room of lies
Easier to go at it alone
I want to fight back, show you what I’m made of
Instead upon inpact I fall to the floor
As love hits me once more
There’s no amount of make up that’s going to cover that bruise.
Sacred Venus 