Bruises To Prove It - Say Hi

You opened your eyes again to a throb

That was better than the night before

The vague recollection of punches or dancing

Or ending up curled on the floor

And you got the scars and stitches to prove it

And you got the bruises to prove it too

Well, you got a taste for the heady, heady

You gotta do what you’re supposed to do

Still that’s better than a torn up heart

It’s still better than a torn up heart

And only some hours 'til you do it again

'Til the night goes and holds in on you

And the glow of the lights makes the hue of their skin

Somewhere between bile and glue

And you got the mussed up hair to prove it

You got the teeth to prove it too

Well, you got a taste for the heady, heady

And you got the aches and the tired too

But that’s better than a torn up heart

It’s still better than a torn up heart

That’s still better than a torn up heart

It’s still better than a torn up heart