Scars

I think, I think I raced you to those crazy shoes you wore
That day, I decided that I wanted, I wanted you maybe
I just wanted the shoes
Fit me
Maybe
Hudson again, might as well be Mars
People everywhere french-kissing in their cars
These romantic scenes denigrate ours
They’re scripted and stars
When you gonna get up
Can I get more than shouting, it’s not about you, it’s about me
Give me something to doubt, something sharp to annull everybody I know has
Scars
Scars
Everyone that I know
Has scars
Maybe later
Much much later
We can compare ours
Everyone that I know has scars
And I’m sorry
About this, about me
Cause I think, I think I raced you to those crazy shoes you wore that day
I decided that
That I wanted you
Maybe I just wanted the shoes
When you gonna get out
Can I have more than shout
And it’s not about you, it’s about me
Give you something to doubt, something sharp to annull everybody I know has
Scars
Scars
Everyone that I know
Has scars
Maybe later
Much much later
We can compare ours
Everyone that I know has scars