Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
Jack’s Mannequin
This song is a hyper-extended narration of Andrew McMahon leaving from a visit with the girl he is in love with, most likely his girlfriend. It’s unclear what he is leaving for. He may be leaving on tour or they may have a long distance relationship.
Their parting and the distancing of their relati...
[Verse 1]
I've got my things, I'm good to go
You met me at the terminal
Just one more plane ride and it's done
We stood like statues at the gate
Vacation's come and gone too late
There's so much sun where I'm from
I had to give it away
Had to give you away
And we spent four days on an
Island at your family's old hotel
Sometimes perfection can be
It can be perfect hell
Perfect...
[Chorus]
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
And don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady now
Cause every inch you see is bruised
[Verse 2]
I lace my Chucks, I walk the aisle
I take my pills, the babies cry
All I hear
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I ever heard that made me wanna stay
Is what's playing through the in-flight radio
And I
I am finally waking up
[Chorus]
Hours pass, and she still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
And don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady now
Cause every inch you see is bruised, yeah
[Bridge]
So read your books, but stay out late
Some nights, some nights
And don't think that you can't stop by the bar
You haven't shown your face here since the bad news
Well I'm here till close, with fingers crossed
Each night cause your place isn't far
And hours pass
Hours pass
Yeah, yeah
[Chorus]
Yeah, yeah, she still counts the minutes
That I am not there
I swear I didn't mean for it to feel like this
Like every inch of me is bruised
Bruised
And don't fly fast
Oh, pilot can you help me?
Can you make this last?
This plane is all I got
So keep it steady now
Cause every inch you see is bruised
Bruised
Bruised
Bruised was written by Andrew McMahon.
Bruised was produced by Andrew McMahon & Jim Wirt.
Jack’s Mannequin released Bruised on Tue Aug 23 2005.