Charles Esten - Scars Lyrics

Bobby rides that barstool and every night he’ll start out with a smile
He’ll tell a joke you’ve heard before just sit there laughin’ for a while
But when it gets close to closing you’ll have to call a cab and take his keys
‘Cause he’ll be crying out “I’m sorry” to someone only he can see

Scars
We all hide
What we bury and then carry deep inside
Makes life hard
We all have our own scars

The doorbell rang at midnight and Karen stood there crying at the door
In her nightgown with a suitcase saying “I just couldn’t take it anymore
We stayed all night talking about all the pain and heartache that she’s seen
Till she said “what is it about me that I only choose the ones who treat me mean”

Scars
We all hide
What we bury and then carry deep inside
Makes life hard
We all have our own scars

Sometimes all it takes as some faded photograph of my old man
And I’m right back in that struggle that I may never understand

Scars
We don’t show
What we bury and then carry down the road
Makes life hard
We all have our own scars

Makes life hard
We all have our scars

WRITTEN BY CHARLES ESTEN and GARY NICHOLSON