Married with Bruises

[Chorus]
Two thousand years married with bruises
Two thousand years married with bruises

[Verse 1]
You think that you could make me better
You want me, you want me to be like
An average 1950s housewife
The cherry on the top of your life, your life
You need me, you need me to be sweet
Sweepin' up the shit under your feet
On call and always there in a heartbeat

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Can't you feel me walking away?
Can't you feel me walking away?
I'ma tell you for the last time
Don't love me like that
Don't love me like that, oh
Don't love me in the way that you-

[Chorus]
Two thousand years married with bruises
Two thousand years married with bruises

[Verse 2]
You think that you could make me better
You want me, "you want," now I've heard it
My mother's mother had to follow your orders
She said she didn't want the same for her daughters
Go tell me, go tell me you're sorry
Two thousand years and yeah you might be forgiven
Consider this a little lesson in living

[Chorus]
(Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Can't you see me walking away?
Can't you see me walking away?
And I'ma tell you for the last time
Don't love me like that
Don't love me like that, oh
Don't love me in the way that you do
Don't love me like that
Don't love me like that, oh
Don't love me in the way that you-

[Chorus]
Two thousand years married with bruises (Oh)
Two thousand years married with bruises
Two thousand years married with bruises
Two thousand years married with bruises (Bruises, no-oh, oh, oh)

[Outro]
Don't love me like that
Don't love me like that, oh
Don't love me in the way that you do, no-oh, no