Bruises On The Peach Lyrics

Pin out the grenade, yeah, can we hit pause?
I hate the way that only love knows all my weak spots
You're makin' a case, I'm weighin' the costs
I might be insane, but you're still the thing that I want

I-I'm drinkin' the sweetness
Down to the peach pit
I-I know I'm still all in

Bruises on the peach, watch you bloomin' every season
Clear I'm not the type to fuck around with your feelings
Bruises on the peach, yeah, you taste like a reason to keep it (Keep it)
Bruises on the peach, watch you bloomin' evеry season
Clear I'm not the typе to fuck around with your feelings
Bruises on the peach, yeah, you taste like a reason to keep it, it

Bruises on (Bruises on the—, bruises on the pea—)
Bruises on

So come do your worst, I'll give it my all
Circle around and take my hand, this love is free fall
Even when it hurts, I'd do it again
I'd rather feel it than not know the meanin'

I-I'm drinkin' the sweetness
Down to the peach pit
I-I know I'm still all in

Bruises on the peach, watch you bloomin' every season
Clear I'm not the type to fuck around with your feelings
Bruises on the peach, yeah, you taste like a reason to keep it (To keep it)
Bruises on the peach, watch you bloomin' every season
Clear I'm not the type to fuck around with your feelings
Bruises on the peach, yeah, you taste like a reason to keep it

Where the water runs deep, it runs clear
That's you and me, doll, after all these years
And you're the only thing that I'll need here
Where the water runs deep, yeah, it runs clear

Bruises on
Bruises on the—, bruises on the pea—
Bruises on
Bruises on the—, bruises on the—, bruises on the—