These Are My Scars

Late again, I hopped on the train
Just trying to cut you out of my brain
But I don't stand a chance in Hell
That's just as well

Cinch up the belt, I'm losing the weight
But go away, I don't want to be seen today
Pass the liquor and the cocaine
But stay away, I'm not okay

Here are my scars, my cuts, and my nose bleeds
Here's my pain, my aches, and my weak knees
Here's my sore eyes and my poor soul
And here's my chance before we get too old



Credits
Writer(s): C.m. Stassel
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