Bruising

Woah, woah, woah
 Maybe I'm just living on dumb luck
 Maybe that's all we can count on
 Lord knows I'm no Italian master
 So why must I bend myself backwards?
 In the strife you walk the wall and
 I act the martyr again
 I have tried everything
 I have tried everything
 But I can't help the bruising
 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned
 I've got some nerve playing the victim
 I must be a much fortune's favorite
 I can't be a mouth for the demon of doubt
 With all of last night's glitter showing
 I have tried everything
 I have tried everything
 But I can't help the bruising
 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned
 I have tried everything
 I have tried everything
 But I can't stop the bruises
 I can't be a mouth for the demon of doubt
 With all of last night's glitter showing
 Oh, oh, oh
 Woah, no, woah
 I have tried everything
 I have tried everything
 But I can't help the bruising
 'Cause I'm so thin-skinned
 I have tried everything
 I have tried everything
 But I can't stop the bruises