Your scars will talk
What good will it do to hush em
Afraid to even touch them
Why God did you give me such luck
I'm watching you watch me
You look in my eye and see nothing
But everything is what I dealt
How true is your truth
What's next
A tug on my bottom lip
I bet I'll have to get used to it
Scolded even if I cry a bit
My wounds
My wounds gonna heal up quick
Heal up quick
Mercy is what they call me
Sitting on my throne of pity
Wondering where it will get me
How true is my truth
How true is my truth
What's next
A tug on my bottom lip
I bet I'll have to get used to it
I'm scolded
Even if I cry a bit
My wounds gonna heal up quick
My wounds gonna heal up quick
My wounds better heal up quick
Heal up quick