Bruised Knuckles and Broken Glass(song)

by X Harlea X   Jun 17, 2008


That night we had a fight,
what started out good turned bad,
started out yelling,
then things got physical,
you hit me,
i hit back,
that is the way things work.

chours:
swinging punches,
throwing glass,
all turned out to be a little,
bruised knuckles and broken glass.

you was still yelling,
as you threw me to the ground,
makin me scream,
and then stoped all sound,
you hit me with a bottle,
blood gushed from my head,
i threw you off me,
and screamed you was dead.

swinging punches,
throwing glass,
all turned out to be a little,
bruised knuckles and broken glass.

we fussed and fought,
till morning came,
and we pasted out,
with out one scream,
everything that happened that night,
had been bad,
and now we can never forget,
the night that we both had,
bruised knuckles and some broken glass.

swinging punches,
throwing glass,
all turned out to be a little,
bruised knuckles and broken glass.

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  • 17 years ago

    by linkhorizon

    "swinging punches,
    throwing glass,
    all turned out to be a little,
    bruised knuckles and broken glass."

    i liked the repetition of this chorus. it created a powerful imagery of bloody despair. emotionally wrapped poem. overall, great write. 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by P00ki3B3ar

    I like this it is very good excellent job it just had such a nice flow to it! good job 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Mr. Darcy

    I am trying to imagine what kind of tune might accompany these lyrics *hums a non-descript melody*

    Melody aside, the lyrics were powerfully graphic. A thoroughly good write.

    Well done

    Michael

    p.s Is there anyway I can hear this?

  • 17 years ago

    by claire

    That was really good!!!!!!

  • 17 years ago

    by Dustin S

    I liked it. Was it between u and les?

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