

{clean jangly electric guitar intro riff} {drums enter with light
hi-hat tap} {british singer humming casually} (mmmmm-hmm)
Woke up at noon to a purple shade
A quiet mark that the sidewalk made
I don't recall the final swing
Or who was shouting anything
{guitars slightly grittier} And my knee is stiff,
my pride is bent
Wondering where the evening went
(where'd it go?)
{build-up snare rolls} It's just a yellow-purple bruise on my leg From
a fight that I didn't want to win
Just a little reminder of the state I'm in
(oh yeah!) {explosive guitar
hook} Limping down to the corner shop
Avoiding glances, hoping the rain will stop
No crown of glory for the battle done
Just a colourful stain from a cheap setting sun
{grooving
bass-forward
rhythm} It's just a yellow-purple bruise on my leg From a fight
that I didn't want to win
Just a little reminder of the state I'm in
(the state
I'm in!) {loud crash cymbals} {tempo steady,
instrumentation thins to bass and drums} Sometimes you stand,
sometimes you fall
Sometimes you shouldn't have gone out at all
{guitar feedback swells} (ahhhh)
Just a bruise... on my leg...
(yeah, it'll fade away)
{clean guitar riff fades out over drum
beat} {final drum stick click}