Porcelain - Swallow That Lyrics

There's a whimper to her cry
Promise to be good, just let me inside
If you admitted it, would they call you sick
You've been here for a while waiting for the right time
Bruised little head
Falling at his hips
There is nothing left to fix
Bruised little head
Falling at his hips
There is nothing left to fix
Swallow that
Swallow that
Swallow that"I'll be sitting here pulling fistfuls of grass"
It's just what I said to someone who bothered to ask
And you've written it down, and you've written it page by page
Well, I've got one here that says to stay away
Bruised little head
Falling at his hips
There is nothing left to fix
Bruised little head
Falling at his hips
There is nothing left to fix
Swallow that
Swallow that
Swallow that