Bruises

If there's diamonds in their eyes Then I will rob them blind If there's honor in their hearts Then there must be some in mine The bruise is so are so hard to cover When both of your arms swinging When they're keeping their guard If there's silver in those clouds Then let's pray it will rain down If there's gold in those mountains Then the mountains will come down And the bruise is so hard to cover When both of your arms are swinging When they're keeping their guard.