I already thought of running home to you 'Cause I can never get started Tempted by a sentimental rush of blood And I need you here But you want a child too Oh no, I'm not ready Give me time to question this Hold that camera steady 'Cause here she comes We'll call her bruise We're selfish in the ways we go about our days And I'm running out of money Frightened by my very own flesh and blood So can we skip that part? I know you feel it too Every second Every minute Now belongs to someone else I tried to fight it like a feeling in the morning after Running after running after running its no use 'Cause no matter I will be there when you bruise