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HEART SHAPED BRUISE from the collection
“My Baby’s Made a Monster of Me” by RJT
Beneath suspicion, under your spell. I confess the truth, as if there were lies to tell. You are the witness, you’re the accused, you’re the executioner in Greta Garbo shoes. Every heart is shaped like a fist. Only a fracture, the slightest of tears, your Houdini suckerpunch caught me unaware. My skin is thin, but your pushing in, and you given me something I can use. Because you left me with a heart shaped bruise. Above the surface, below the sky’s stare. An azure blue, of me and you, and borrowed air. Breathing in, but looking down. Time’s come, baby, either swim or down. Every heart is over its head. I know baby, that’s where this currents lead. But I’m adrift now. I’m adrift. No land in sight, so I hold on tight to the only thing I have left to lose, you left me with a heart-shaped bruise. And it’s getting dark now, the night is closing in. And i’ll be alright but if I need a light, I’ll hold the buttercup under your chin.
Written by Ryan J. Tressel
RJT: Electric & acoustic guitars, bass, voice
D.Morey: Trombone
Recorded April 2004
