I wrote you a poem today on the bathroom wall
I thought I'd show my face and say
"What's done is done"
When you see me, look away
Pretend your soul is pure
I took care of everything
Crouch down on the kitchen floor

You can't go back to where you've been
You'll never see this place again
You'll live your life for someone else
Someone that you call yourself

Some call me The Bruiser
I'm your biggest fan
Call me The Bruiser
I'll kiss you with the back of my good hand

How can you feel anything
When your bones are cold?
You can't trade in these bleached regrets
For what you thought I sold

You know it's, you know it's no lie
You know it's no lie
You know it's, you know it's no lie
You know it's no lie

You can't go back to where you've been
You'll never see this place again
You'll live your life for someone else
Someone that you call yourself

Some call me The Bruiser
I'm your biggest fan
Call me The Bruiser
I'll kiss you with the back of my good hand
Bruiser
I'm your biggest fan
Call me The Bruiser
I'll kiss you with the back of my good hand

Shoo-we-oo-wop, shoo-we-oo-wop
Shoo-we-oo-wop, Oo-woah!
Shoo-we-oo-wop, shoo-we-oo-wop
Shoo-we-oo-wop, Oo-woah!

Shoo-we-oo-wop, shoo-we-oo-wop
Shoo-we-oo-wop, Oo-woah!

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Writer(s): Christian Hebel, Jason Sellards, Scott David Hoffman