Bruised Water - Chicane, Natasha Bedingfield, Michael Woods

My skin is like a map, of where my heart has been

And I can’t hide the marks, but it’s not a negative thing

So I let down my guard, drop my defences, down by my clothes

I’m learning to fall, with no safety net, to cushion the blow

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There’s a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree

I bruise easily, can’t scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

I found your finger prints on a glass of wine

Do you know your leaving them all over this heart of mine too

If I never take this leap of faith I’ll never know

So I’m learning to fall with no safety net to cushion the blow

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There’s a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree

I bruise easily, can’t scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

Anyone who, can touch you, can hurt you, or heal you

Anyone who, can reach you, can love you, or leave you

So be gentle

So be gentle

So be gentle

So be gentle

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There’s a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree

I bruise easily, can’t scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

I bruise easily, so be gentle when you handle me There’s a mark you leave, like a love heart carved on a tree

I bruise easily, can’t scratch the surface without moving me Underneath I bruise easily, I bruise easily

I bruise easily

I bruise easily