Make-up

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 inpack 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.

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