Domestic Bliss

I see the bruise, I see the truth I see what he's been doin' to you Blood on the shoes, what's his excuse? He say he doin' some new kung fu You always use his bullshit excuse But I see what he's been doin' to you Why'd you put up with that shit? Why'd you go back for that kiss? Maybe it tastes like him When you got tears in your lips Why'd you put up with that shit? Why don't we pack and leave this? Why do you smile when he cries? Why do you cry when he wins? Fight for me We can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Go to Hawaii Fight for me Said we can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Hawa-hawaii You got balloons New flowers too Last one's dyin' in your bedroom He's squeezin' you Blame-blaming you Mama just usin' her red perfume Domestic bliss I know how bad you wanted it Why'd you put up with that shit? Why'd you go back for that kiss? Maybe it tastes like him When you got tears in your lips Why'd you put up with that shit? Why don't we pack and leave this? Why do you smile when he cries? Why do you cry when he wins? Fight for me We can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Go to Hawaii Fight for me Said we can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Hawa-hawaii My God, I'll be right in A trickle of lighting I knew before I heard I felt in my skin My God, I'll be right in A trickle of lighting I knew before I heard I felt in my skin Fight for me We can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Go to Hawaii Fight for me Said we can leave, I'm beggin' Please, on my, on my knees Hawa-hawaii --- Domestic Bliss - Glass Animals