Scar tissue that I wish you saw
Seeing me but not it all
Eyes locked on my arm but not my mind
Cause these fading scars say
You don’t know all the stories I could tell.
You can’t know all the stories I would tell.
Some of them don’t belong to me, I cannot tell.
Cutting into my arms at my two-month spa
Anything to end the voices scraping my mind raw
And the guilt at seeing your tears from my words
But to you it’s all hidden behind the blah blah blah.
You don’t know all the stories I could tell.
You can’t know all the stories I would tell.
Some of them don’t belong to me, I cannot tell.
Forced to sit and watch as these scars withdraw
Can’t escape that fucking time-heals-all
What if I wanted them forever?
I want them cause these fading scars say
You don’t know all the stories I could tell.
You can’t know all the stories I would tell.
Some of them don’t belong to me, I cannot tell.
These were hacks on my skin, using flesh to draw
I want those memories to forever gnaw
At my mind, never letting me forget
That the pain was there, that it all was real.
You don’t know all the stories I could tell.
You can’t know all the stories I would tell.
Some of them don’t belong to me, I cannot tell.
The real scar tissue’s in the space above my jaw
A lifetime of memories that cut like a hacksaw
It hurts so much, but can you take away pain from someone who’s addicted to it all?
Cause these fading scars say
You don’t know all the stories I could tell.
You can’t know all the stories I would tell.
Some of them don’t belong to me, I cannot tell.