Show me your scars, and the stories that they bare, Cus I bet you’re just like me and are tired of being so scared…
That I can’t a step outside my door without feeling like fangs Are sinking down on me Well the darkness is getting too dark.
The scars on your arms are more than proof that I’m the one that ruined you. (Forgive me darling but tell me this...) When did you decide to side with the world? (Well beauty’s not the figure or the face…)
We’ve destroyed the idea of beauty, That’s it all in the face, (oh what a disgrace) My brothers and sisters, they sit in the dark, And destroy themselves because they can’t fit the part.
Who are they to tell me who I am?! Who are they to play God?! Oh you cowards, you bastards, I’ll avenge us all. And we will start a war!
The scars on your arms are more than proof that I’m the one that ruined you. (Forgive me darling but tell me this...) When did you decide to side with the world? (Well beauty’s not the figure or the face…)
I’m sorry for the scars on your arms… The hurt in your heart, I didn’t know it was my fault!
So tell me your stories, know you can be free! You’re not broken, you’re a masterpiece. And these scars are temporary, So know, so know… You can be free!
Show me your scars, and the stories that they bare You don’t have to be so scared, It’s all of us against the world and we will win.